I offered my heart with elation, unaware of how the story would unfold. Although your choice changed the ending, it doesn’t erase the truth of what I felt. It was real. I was all in, and I loved without holding back.
For a while, I genuinely believed that my spirit of discernment was guiding me correctly – that you were the one I would spend my life with. I thought that maybe, somehow, we would find our way back. Because even after everything, I still believe love prevails. Perhaps that was just hope speaking, or maybe I needed to believe in something that would make the depth of my love make sense.
It was brief, yes, but time has never measured meaning. Some souls meet, and their echoes reverberate long after the moments have passed.
You reminded me how deeply I can feel, how brave it is to choose love, and how much beauty there is in simply trying.
Now, it’s out of my control. I can’t hold on to someone who is ready to let go.
I’m learning that maybe that’s okay. No regrets. Just a tender heart and a patient understanding that love, my love, will one day bloom again where it is cherished, returned, and safe to stay.
Shanlivvy 