Holding on is so much easier than letting go.

One of my dearest friends. She's in love with a man she can't have. She has waited for him for so many years. Only to be pushed aside for other opportunities. Whether it be business or pleasure.
You see? He always comes back. But he's never there for long. I understand her desire to hold on. Because some times holding on is so much easier than letting go. I think we've mostly all been there to some degree or another. Whether it be the death of a loved one or the death of a relationship.
I sometimes wonder if she'll ever let go and live her life to the potential that I know she has. I wonder if she'll ever extend her love to another. And I mean completely. I think that maybe no matter who she gives her love to. She will never be able to give it completely because this man has a piece of her. A piece that she bestowed upon him with no conditions.
Hmmmm. Interesting isn't it. A human being can give themselves to another human being with no conditions. This means, you can have me when you want me. But I will not hold you accountable for when your release injures me.
This will be continued. I need to ponder that thought.