letting go
Watching people trying to move on from a broken relationship is heart-wrenching.
His soul has interwoven with hers, with pages of stories and fragments of memories written between them. Wavering between the past and the present, he forges a path to move forward into the future he can’t quite see. We’ve left a piece of us in the past. Without that piece, we feel dismembered.
We are made to love. We don’t always love for the right reason, out of our own need and lack. Can anyone even qualify love for that matter? Ian said we can. He found M. They are a picture of bliss. Not fools suffering for love, in the name of love, blindly.
Can you even reason with love? We can’t always choose who to love, can we? Love can be insane sometimes. I have loved insanely. Will I do it again? I don’t know. I have become a different person from that experience. I don’t think I will ever go back to the past. Unless… the past finds its way into my present under the guiding hand of God.
