I’m not saying I’ll wait for you or not
give someone else a chance to love me or
myself to love someone else. I’m not
saying that I’ll be jealous of that
someone who’s going to love you, who’s
going to hold your hand when the going
gets tough and whom you’re going to
love back.
What I’m trying to say is that, I will still
love you in spite of knowing you won’t love
me back, in spite of you not been present in
my life, but will be somewhere out there
living your own love story.
I know there’s no other way for me than
to keep loving you because loving you
has been an honor for me, an
opportunity to better myself as a human
being. Loving you has taught me that I
am truly capable of loving another
human being with as much passion and
affection as the love I have for myself.
Because it was you who had
opened my heart to the magic that
I am.
It was you who brought me back to life,
to make me realize what my life’s true
purpose was. Being with you made me
feel alive, because it was only through
loving you that I was able to feel the
pebbles crunching under my feet, to feel
the warmth of the sun over my face, to
see the colors of a butterfly, to smell the
intoxicating rose for the first time. It was
like looking at life up close.
For it was you who made me
believe, really believe in me, to
never give up on myself. To
charge ahead and take rein of my
life, to be there for someone that
you love.
You once loved me, but were too scared
to fall completely. You were not ready
but still you tried. In spite of all the odds,
you gave me the best of yourself. I
understood then and I understand now.
You left a good chunk of yourself with me
which I will keep in my heart’s museum, so
that when people look into my heart, they
will know how it wants to be loved. And
because I have a part of you with me, I will
return over and over again to loving you.
The stuff that made you, your little
quirks and weirdness, I have treasured
them all in the chambers of my heart.
Like a membership to the library that
needs to be renewed, I will take out all
this stuff every now and then to keep
my memory from rusting.
I will still love you even after all
these years because you still exist
in me. So, if I stop loving you, the
part of me that consists of you
will be dead forever.
Loving you has set me free. You never
demanded or forced something that I
wasn’t willing to give. You never tried to
stifle my individuality. There wasn’t a
time when I regretted being with you or
having loved you.
With you, there was never a dull
moment. You were my adventure . You
were an island waiting to be explored.
Exploring you was like a walk in a national
park. There’s always something you are
looking for. Instead you come across
something much more beautiful,
something unexpected which fills you
soul with ecstacy and amazement, all at
the same time. I was lost in you the way
we are in an unknown place, but in a
good way.
You were a map that lead me to my
destination. I traced my fingers over your
soul and they settled on your heart. It
felt so pure and divine that I decided to
make it my home.
In the process of loving you, I got
healed too.
I got rid of all the demons inside of me.
Years have gone by but my love has
become more strong ever since. You only
lose something you ever had. Even
though I lost you, it gives me comfort in
the fact that I had you once by my side.
The madness that surrounds me from
loving you is the only thing that keeps
me from reality. I will love you even
when the scars have all healed.
I’ll still love you even after all
these years because time and
space is just an illusion.
My love for you will always exist
long after we cease to exist.
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