You don’t know the reality of your life until you start to live it.
Now start living.
The girl I know, the girl I know and love, she is not the girl I once knew. She has changed. She has become one who enjoys the world in a way that nobody else does. Her moral compass points north because her mother raised her right. Yes, she has committed her sins, but have you not? What has allowed her to continue living in her faith is knowing there’s a God who protects and treasures her enough to know that she is worth loving and experiencing a life full of joy. What is her dream? To express love and share it with those who deserve it. What more does she care about? The love she once shared with him. Why can’t she forget him? Because he meant the world to her. The love they shared was unimaginable. Her dreams with him were what she wanted to have become reality. She wanted to live for him. What changed? She woke up from the dream. The Dream that was never going to come true. The dream that suddenly became a nightmare. The dream that made her see she would never allow herself to fall that deep in love with a man at her young age and stay there for the rest of her life. She would not do that to herself. He wouldn’t allow it. He loved her too much. He loved her too much to allow her to settle down at such a young age. So he left. He left because he couldn’t bear the thought of having to see her beautiful face each day after another. He left because he knew it was what was best for both of them. Yet somehow, they both knew, in their hearts that their love was unsurmountable. The kind of love that two people can have without each other’s presence. The kind of love that … is gone. Why go there?
The dream is dead.
Time to clear out my photo stream to make space for the last year of school moments.
Lots of rage. So I run. And I pray. And I dance. All with the purpose of ridding my heart of the one thing that prevents me from loving sometimes.