Not Everything That Ends is Broken

We live as if endings are always signs of failure. As if something must be broken for the door to close, the chapter to end, the thread to unravel. But sometimes, things don’t end because they’ve fallen apart. They end because they’ve simply... faded.

Fading doesn’t need fixing. It’s not a flaw in the design of the universe—it’s just a shift in the seasons. Some things are meant to exist only for a time. They come to you like light from a distant star, bright and warm, but you can’t hold it forever. You can only bask in it while it’s here.

We fear the end, don’t we? The clean break that leaves us standing in the aftermath, wondering what we missed. But maybe it’s not about what we missed. Maybe it’s about what we gained in the process of letting go.

Not everything that fades is lost. Not everything that ends is broken. Some things end because they’ve already given us what they came to give. And that’s enough.

We hold on too tightly to moments, people, dreams, as if by sheer force of will we can keep them from dissolving. But everything has its own rhythm. Every moment has its beginning, middle, and end. There is a beauty in knowing when it’s time to release, to step back and allow the cycle to complete itself.

The difficult part isn’t letting go; it’s realizing that we weren’t meant to hold on forever. And once we accept that, something strange happens. We stop seeing endings as failures and start seeing them as releases, as openings for the new to enter.

Sometimes, letting go is the bravest thing we can do. Not because something failed, but because it faded. Because it had its time, and now it’s space for something else to grow.

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