LOVE AGAIN

I think at some stage we all have a heartbreak we call the "the one that got away" but I believe there is comfort in knowing if they were "the one" they wouldn't have left, but stayed. As we open our hearts back up, it is only human for fear to rise. Uncertain of whether we have found a safe place to let down the walls we built over time.
Then along comes the kind of person who is worthy of your vulnerability. Fear subsiding and becoming exciting as you take a risk to let the light back in. Someone who leaves you with a scrunched nose smile, so wide it cannot be hidden.
Someone who teaches you to give yourself grace and slow-dances with you in the kitchen. The kind of person who sets a gentle and steady pace with a tender and patient heart. Who reminds you that the space between lovers is not cold but filled with warmth and sparks.
To know love, you must know both sides of it, the electric highs and devastating lows. It is raw and real and the greatest of teachers in the lessons that it beholds. The right kind of love will help you heal hurts you thought you would never forget. It is worth the pain of ones we lost, for the ones who show us how to love again.
TO REMEMBER

I'm always amazed there are so many ways
our paths may never have crossed
so many times l've almost runaway
or felt alone and lost
the countless split-second choices made
that redirected our lives
the things that happened out of our control
altering our timelines
waiting for you was like searching for an answer
to a question I did not know
unsure of what was missing
just a quiet whispering
directing me where to go
like words on the tip of your tongue
but your mind is forgetting
a packed suitcase but with the feeling
you have left behind something
or walking into a room
and not recalling why you entered
and meeting you was how it feels
to suddenly remember
LIBERATING

there was a time I believed that love was suffocating
it felt confining to belong to another but I see now
love is liberating
to be accepted as you are still with room to grow
inspired by one another's healing
and lovingly embraced through your own
it is in seeking to control we create tension in our lives
but when we trust we create space for vulnerability to thrive
one person cannot be your everything
it is an expectation that is unfair
we have our own passions and purpose
fulfilment is a responsibility shared
and although they are not your everything
your person should feel like your foundation
like coming home a safe place
an incomparably deep connection
the one who is there for you
in the moments that really count
holding your hand as you pursue dreams
sharing fears, joys and doubts
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