When we fall in love, how do we measure its worth? How do we know it truly is love?
By fiercely fighting for it?
By holding on for as long as we can?
By protecting it with all our might?
What if we measure it by selflessly letting go?
By giving that person the chance to truly grow and be happy even if it means that you are not part of it anymore.
By being supportive of their choices even if it does not include you any longer.
He's an aspiring surgeon, whose passion to save lives embedded deeply within the corners of his being.
She's an easy go lucky, wild and free flight attendant who despite traveling the world would and for always will go back to his loving arms.
She's ready. He's not.
"Kung sa dulo ng daan, makita mo na hindi na ako ang may hawak ng kamay mo... huwag mo sana makalimutan na kasama ka pa rin sa bawat panalangin ko"
Because there is love. A lot of it.
There is love in letting go.