Within the first month of knowing him, I was already in love. I had boyfriends before him, but nobody made me feel what I felt with him around. All of a sudden, instead of finding my normal excuses for not getting serious with someone, I couldn't find something wrong. And if I’m being honest, even the things wrong couldn't convince me to leave. I had fallen for him, and who he pretended to be, and I fell hard.

I was in love with him for over 3 years. That completely all encompassing kind of love. The love you didn't even know you were capable of feeling until it happened. The love that you can ramble on about for hours, and still not really feel like the words you said gave the love justice.

But, that kind of love isn't always right—no matter how badly you want it to be. It leaves you making excuses when there is no excuse. It leaves you forgiving when there was no “I’m sorry.” It leaves you forgetting when that’s the last thing you should have done. It leaves you staying, when you should be walking away.

Everyone has their breaking point, but that doesn't mean you’re not afraid to walk away. And sometimes, you walk away—but haven't given up that hope, love and idea of coming back together.

Don’t be afraid to walk away, and walk away fully. Walk away from him, and don’t look back. Walk away from the idea that one day, he’ll grow up. Walk away from the future you envisioned having. Walk away from the emotional crutch you used him as. Walk away from the love that wasn't enough.

Walk toward something new, literally anything new. Walk toward a future focused on yourself. Walk toward a happiness that isn't dependent on another person. Walk toward an understanding that not all love is meant to last forever.

It only gets better once you close the chapter of your life filled with a love that isn't enough.