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I once believed that I would be able to keep you by my side forever. Your presence was warm like the sun. Your touch was soft like silk. Your smile was bright as the biggest star in the sky. Your words were smooth as butter – making me melt every time I listened to you speak. I felt as if my feet were rarely on the ground. I enjoyed the entire ride while my love for you continued to grow.
Was I in too much of a trance? Did I fall into loving you? I will never be able to answer those questions because everything happened so fast. Before I knew it, I started to come down from floating. Your presence started to grow colder like the beginning of fall. Your touch became rough as a rocky terrain. Your smile turned dark as the night sky. Your words became harsh as the sea during a storm. I didn’t know how it happened, but you were quickly changing before my eyes. The more I tried to hold onto those sensational feelings that I once felt from you, the more you pulled away. The more I tried to love you, the less I felt it in return. I felt like I was fighting to hold onto the euphoria that I felt in the beginning.
Before I knew it, all of the pleasant feelings that I had once experienced around you were gone. I barely felt your presence. Your touch seemed to become distant. Your smile seemed forced. Your words seemed to cut like a knife. I could not figure out why you felt like I no longer deserved to experience the best of you. I almost felt like I was begging to feel the warmth, the softness, and the brightness that you once showed me. It was like the well had run dry – and then, just like that, you were gone. There was so much hurt, emptiness, and confusion.
When you feel like you’re in the dark about what’s going on around you, it can be devastating. I almost felt like something that I held so near and dear to my heart had been stolen. I felt so lost, but I knew I had to find myself again. If I didn’t do something about it, I felt that I might lose even more of myself. In order to continue on the road to self-restoration, I knew just what I needed to do. I had to pivot towards healing and understanding that some things have an unfortunate end. I had to regain access to my own heart and mind. I loved you but I had to love me more. It was either you or me – and my dear love, I have to always choose me ❤