Never once did i regret it, not even for a fleeting moment.
Because love, freely given, is never a loss.
It leaves fingerprints on the soul - not scars.
Every kindness, every embrace,
Every piece of my heart i placed in yours.....
None of them were wasted.
Love has a way of returning - may not be through the same door.
But it returns.
In another embrace. In another friendship.
In another season of life or simply in the quiet place.
Of knowing that i remained true to myself.
With or without you.
My heart, never empty because love was never something i possessed.
Love is something i am.
It flows through me as it's me, my nature.
I have always left without bitterness.
Without wishing i loved you less.
For if i had, i would have become less of myself.
And that would have been the only true loss.
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Love love love me do...I mean it's lovely.
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