Sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs.
How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include someone, maybe.. it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future.
Maybe the happy ending is just moving on.
Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls , broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.