Have you ever had to let go of the one you love although you still love them?
Letting go of all the beautiful memories and the future plans that won’t be.
Letting go of burning love to avoid the love flames from consuming and causing destruction.
I am letting go to a love so young, love so true, love so innocent, love that is so caring, love that is so fulfilling, love that is satisfying, love that is unique, love that is genuine and real …
I am letting go yet I love
I am letting go yet I desire
I am letting go so that noone is hurt
I am letting go before hate divides us
I am letting go with a heavy heart.
I am letting go of my soulmate and my true love…my other half
How does one even let go when they are still in love
New lessons for my broken heart and many tears for my cried out eyes
A heart that had no plan to love and now has to learn to unlove what it had come to love
Letting go when you love is not easy.
It feels like self punishment . . self torture
Any one who has loved or is in love, will never understand why I choose to let go yet I love …it makes no sense and beats logic…so wierd but yet it’s the right thing to do
Sometimes you have to learn to hurt by letting go so that new things can blossom.
Letting go when you love is the highest level of selflessness, putting others before you
Am letting go and I can’t stop crying as I do
Maybe the tears of letting go will carry me away from this pain
Maybe one day, I will look back and be proud that I let go
Maybe one day it will make sense that I loved and still let go
Maybe one day I will look back and realise it was a good decision to let go
Maybe one day what I let go will come back and be mine to keep
Maybe letting go is loving more and loving truely …
To be continued…
His lips touched hers. Softly he savoured the taste of her soft lips on his. A chill ran down her spine. He slowly made his way into her. His tongue meeting hers, as their tongues touched… more schock waves ran down her spine.
She let him in, their juices mixing…sweetness and goose pumps all over. Her hands around the back of his neck, she arked forward to be taken all in.
He on the other hand drew her closer, with one hand on her small waist and the other on her chin.
They explored each other giving and letting in…her legs gave in…He felt her body loosen up and her legs weaken and he quickly lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt she was in cloud nine…He felt he was in heaven.
Their faces now close to each other, body temperatures rising, heavy sigying, breaths getting shorter and deeper, hearts racing, hands caressing…
It was the kiss that sold her out. The kiss that broke the walls and opened up the borders. She knew they had crossed a line that shouldn’t be crossed…but now it had happened and there was no going back. This kiss said what words and actions couldn’t articulate. Art of speaking and saying only they could understand.
See, it’s said that, that first kiss tells it all. That kiss reveals the hidden, unravels the unspoken. That first kiss lets you in.. into another…yes into each other. The first kiss is the deal breaker, the ice breaker and sells one out unmasking, separating the lies from the truth . That first kiss says if it is fake or real.
Theirs just took place and now she felt naked and vulnerable. A bit schocked to know he wanted her just as much as she him. Shaken too because they were so much alike and it took just a kiss to unveil so strong and real emotions that they felt for each other yet surpressed for a long time…
To be continued…
As they held hands across the table and he looked deep into her eyes, smiling and listening to her tell him of her childhood, he started humming..
He stood and lead her to the side of the table. He just felt the urge that he wanted to dance with her. Right there!!! In the middle of the restaurant.
She was taken by surprise and giggled and laughed as she swayed to his rhythm.
Eyes of the few guest on them. The waiter coming back to bring them their drinks. So intertwined in each others arms the world around almost fading away…
She quickly thought that it might be wise and polite to explain to the bewildered waiter their craziness. “Oh such good music we couldn’t resist to dance to it.”
As the waiter left. He looked her into the eyes. Those telling eyes that spoke and she understood. He wanted her to let go and dance with him to love. She obliged, let go and they got lost into their own world …to a dance of love …in the middle of a restaurant….hearts beating on each others chest in unison and steps synchronised …dancing to the beat and rythme of their love…