Sweetness 

Shit.

What do you do when you find love and then let love go?

cry? (a little) cry? (a lot) or remember…bittersweet. A taste of heaven with reality of pain. Love doesn’t allow for timing. Or rather, love is…it just is…but time doesn’t care one bit. Time says, “Go fuck yourself, love. You should have been here years ago”. And love is heartless too, responding “Sorry time, I’m not going anywhere”.

So what do you do when you find love and then let love go?

smile? (a little) smile? (a lot) and remember…sweetness. A taste of heaven that lingers in space.

Love is a blanket that comforts or smothers and today I choose to wrap myself tight in the knowledge that my life has been healed by a love that cannot be taken away.

Relationships end but love remains. Love remains as comfort. So much.

And always, forever always.

 

 

Sweetness 

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