You just get to a point where you’re tired of waiting. You become sick of the hope that you’ve held on to, knowing it does no good. You realize that some things can’t be mended and honestly, those are the things you’re better off without. You wouldn’t carry around shards of your favorite broken glass, in fear of being cut. So why carry around the baggage and memories of a relationship gone terribly wrong? There is more to life than those who betray your trust and give up on you.