I remember always holding on to everything.
I remember holding onto my dad.
I remember holding onto my first boyfriend even when he begged me to let go.
I remember holding onto a friend that wouldn't text back.
Just recently, I've been holding onto a person that only wants the best of me, but won't take all of me.
And it's hard. It really sucks.
I'm starting to let go though.
I don't expect more from my dad anymore.
I don't check up on my first boyfriend's social media anymore.
I don't wait for her to text me back anymore.
I don't let that person take the best of me anymore.
I think that's how I know I've grown up.
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