Love And Wounds

The Forgotten Love

I used to think.

Maybe it will take a long time to reconcile this heart, I never thought it would only take a few months.

After I met her.

He made me fight a war with a heart that had once rebelled.

Trying to take back. Trying to repair a heart that has never been let down.

Unimaginable this heart was softened by her. Over the years smpai sblum met him, which I met always happened rejection. She different? Might as well.

Very effective for our first meeting. But it's not that easy to train the heart on him. There is still a word of trauma in this heart. Until it is very difficult to raise percentages for her.

A lot happens before the word heart is revealed.

There's a problem he hasn't solved.

Should I step down? Should I feel that trauma again?

Questions that always haunt me.

Until I slowly live hari2 with her. Slowly raise the value for her. And this heart almost completely softened.

Maybe this is his moment. I'm saying.

I want you. L like you.

Unknowingly we went through a happy day2 but not so happy. There is always a dispute.

There's just. Good from me. From him.

I'm rattled. We're selfish fellows. Jealous. Possessively. Someone has to give up between us.

There was a pointed stone that blocked the path of our relationship.

I didn't know he was lying to me. Didn't think of me. Dak loves me that sprti he says all day long. I'm in a duakan smpai I'm not considered.

The roar of tears. The heart starts to wobble and the brain rebels.

How's this supposed to be? Should this relationship be established?

Give chance? But I was disappointed.

At pardon? But I was used.

I try to umpteenth the time of opportunity and forgive. Until the end I was bored of it.

Giving her a chance and forgiving her is like giving candy to a little boy.

There is no more privilege in this relationship.

I waited until that moment came.

To prove her seriousness in this relationship.

Because I love her. I persisted..

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"You saw me from there.

I saw you from here.

Without me knowing, maybe you're happy enough there.

And I'm still looking for that happiness.

All I want to say from a million words is that I miss you.

A miss? Ja. Hugely.

What are you doing today?

What are you eating?

What are you going through today?

A question that pops up in my brain. Do you know that? No. gabe.

You don't care about me right now.

What am I supposed to do with you now?

You're so far away. You're so foreign to me. My steps are no longer able to equate it with you, my hands are no longer up to reach you. I can't hold you, because you're so far away..

Can you come a little closer for me? So I can see you.

Can you please slow your pace for me? So I can walk with you together?

Can you hold my hand tight again, so that we can together pass through the obstacles of the world?

I'm always ready for you, are you ready to go through it with me?

If you're ready, turn it over and look at me behind you. I want to see you recapture yourself like you used to, even if my imagination is too big.

can God heal this wound with a reunion with you ?

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