If she wants to stay up all night or out all night, once in a while, you've got to let her. If she wants to take a while to make up her mind and then change it right away, you've got to let her. If she wants to have a drink or twelve and smoke a pack or two; if she wants to dance barefoot and brokenhearted with strangers or sit in the corner and write, right now, you've got to let her.
This is a trip she has to take alone but she will be back. If she didn't want to return to just this place it wouldn't be so hard for her to leave. But she is going. Whether you let her go or make her slowly rip her self away from you, she's going. This place right now would kill her. It's not fair; it may not even be right, but she owes it to herself and if you love her, you owe it to her too.
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