my last break up i just sat under the tree we first talked to each other at and cried as many tears as i could. after that i decided to just walk around everywhere i had memories of us attached to that day and make new ones of only me, weirdly enough it always helps me find closure and focus on myself rather than dwelling on the past.
when I dont go back it feels like the last thing that happened there is frozen in time, repeating in my head. but when I return and just exist there calmly, it reminds me that time has moved on, that moment is over, and it wont happen again.
