When Love Isn’t Enough

Navigating Heartache and Moving On I loved you wholeheartedly, with every minute and pulse, and every part of me longed for you. As the days passed, I could practically feel the countdown to our final goodbyes. I loved you as if we only had one more second together, holding onto each kiss a bit longer…

October 26, 2024

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Navigating Heartache and Moving On

I loved you wholeheartedly, with every minute and pulse, and every part of me longed for you. As the days passed, I could practically feel the countdown to our final goodbyes. I loved you as if we only had one more second together, holding onto each kiss a bit longer because I knew it may be our last. I absorbed up all of your desire until you were completely exhausted. I yearned for your time and adored you with all my heart and soul. I hung on to you until there was nothing left, until your heart was too cold to call home, even after you ran away.

I really adored you. I let you take over my dreams and thoughts, with desires so strong that my love overflowed like tea from a tipping pot. I couldn’t picture life without you since I was so taken with your incredible and complicated character. I liked how your thoughts moved from one thing to the next, always hoping that I was the best thing on your mind and the one you loved the most.

I gave you everything I thought you wanted, but deep down, I knew you weren’t going to guard my back. I knew your grip would ultimately burn me, reducing memories to nothing but ashes. Even though I was in love, I could plainly see you. You were enthralled by how wonderful everything appeared — a captivating, skilled man. You had my heart captivated. I suppose I was stupid to believe that the quiet, eccentric kid who connected pinkies with me could provide forever. How foolish I was to fall for such an obvious ruse, your gentle murmurs making me feel you’d always be there.

You kissed my temple and caressed my jaw, telling me, “I love you.” “Don’t leave me,” I cried, my green eyes filled with terror, expecting to find solace in your thoughts. That’s how our story goes, and it probably always will.

I’ve discovered that someone who truly loves you remains around, and you shouldn’t have to ask them to stay. Even if you felt you loved me, your love left a trail of leggings. I loved you so deeply, and I will continue to love you forever, come rain or shine.

Until we meet in another timeline.