You may not having had ending sessions. But it is ended.
I don't know why. But it brings to mind a dog I had once.
I so wanted to keep her, but I had a new baby lived on the 10th floor and couldnt manage it. I took her to a dogs home, then couldn't live with that finality and went and got her back, only to realise months later that I should have let her go. I think it was more to do with my feelings of never having had my birth mother come back for me. I needed to experience leaving Something and then rescuing it.
Almost playing with the push and pull id always experienced. Feeling empowered. Edging my bets.
Not able to live with the Ambivalence of wanting/not wanting.
Anyways. Jstt my thoughts.
In simple words. I'd say, let it be.