Left behind

Every person who enters your life, will ether leave a little piece of themselves in you, or will take a little piece of you with them when they leave.

In every relationship, you will have different feelings for each person- some you will love more than others, someone maybe the only person you could ever love: And when that person leaves and walks right out of your life, the love doesn’t go. You can be hurt by them leaving, you could be hurt by what they did to break you down or to ruin the relationship- but that love doesn’t disappear, it can be hidden under layers of anger and hatred, but its still there- aching in your heart until the day it stops beating.

You will always have feelings left behind after a relationship, feelings that could hold you back, stop you from finding the person you really should end up with- feelings that confuse and control you in everything you do after they leave. But those emotions; all the love, all the happiness, the sadness, the anger- everything that gets left behind when someone walks out of your life; its not there to control your future relationships, or even destroy them in the making. They’re there to learn from, they’re there so that the same mistakes don’t get made time and time again. So that you can find the person who actually will make you happy, not someone your convincing yourself you still want to be with because you once felt love for them. Your love for someone should be so indescribable and so irreplaceable that no one can take their place, and if someone can, maybe its just not meant to be (at least not right now).

Just remember, if you learn from them, then every heartbreak is just one step closer to happily ever after.

The pains of love

These days’ people say that love only causes pain. That you have to be a cold hearted, single, detached person to be truly happy. But this isn’t true.

Being in love doesn’t cause pain. Being in love is the single best feeling in the world, a feeling that no other can compare to and that is completely indescribable.

People who fall in love with someone, sometimes, unfortunately get hurt. But this isn’t because you’ve experienced love, its because you, or the person you love isn’t ready to feel the same way or isn’t ready to give you all you need and deserve. They may leave, they may cheat, make you lose trust- make you lose yourself. You may have to hear those soul crushing words ‘I don’t love you anymore’, ‘I never loved you to begin with’, or ‘I’m leaving’. But none of this pain is caused by opening your heart to love, its because it wasn’t the right time, or the right person, or because they’ve already given up on love. But when you find that person- that one person who you love and who loves you more than life itself- the person who makes you smile ear to ear, and laugh like it’s the first time again. The person who’s heart completely fits with yours, whose pure presence makes your heart skip a beat and your stomach get butterflies. The person you can’t bare to lose, let alone live a second without- don’t let them go, don’t hurt them and don’t give up on them. No matter what happened in the past- whose hurt you in the name of love- don’t give up on love because someone else has, and hurt you because of it.

Dance with death

He looked deep into my eyes, reached out his hand and held mine in his. Slowing pulling me onto the dance floor. The music filled the air circling the room. Twisting and turning as I was lead across the floor. The touch of his skin caressing my bare arms, drawing symbols with his hands on the arch of my back. Leaning in and pressing his lips against my ear humming the beautiful sound that we moved as one with, sending chills down my spin as I got lost in his voice.

My heart skipped a beat as the butterflies arose in my stomach, flattering around as the back of his hand slowly ran its way down the side of my neck… his hand opened, grasping around my neck, pushing me against the wall, smashing my heart as he did so. The cold icy tips of his fingers scrapping up my arms and down my back drawing blood that flowed out of me like the running water of the cool Niagara Falls. The butterflies in my stomach dropped dead in a pit of darkness that now swirled inside me. His skin snow white, his eyes blackened and hollowed by the despair and sorrow he inflicts on others, and his lips pale blue and frozen lip those on a corpse. He leaned in closer, hand holding my neck tighter, heart rate going slower…breathing becoming harder…one last kiss of his icy lips on mine- and then…darkness.

Aftermath

Everything seems fine. Everything seems still and calm. Your happy.

But then a breeze starts, nothing big, just a gentle wind moving through the air. Circling your body, softly touching your face and your chest.

Soon the breeze picks up. Its become’s faster and stronger. Its starting to move trees and create waves in the ocean. As the wind gets stronger the waves get bigger. Bigger and bigger until there crashing on rocks, spraying salt water onto the land.

Wave after wave becomes more mammoth. Smashing cars, cracking the foundations set on decade old houses, and crumbling new establishments. Memories from peoples lives being washed away by the once docile sea, down streets that pave the way for everyone’s journeys.

The wind dies down and the sea regresses to its original pace- white horses slowly running once again as the waves rise and fall onto the coast line. Everything is gentle again, but if you look around everything that was made, every wall that was put up has been cracked—broken. It can try and be put back together again but there will always be signs that it was broken.

Once something is broken it can’t be fixed- it can be left, go on to better things or can be destroyed even more by the slight cracks that have made their way into its strong foundations. But there will always be pain, always be hurt where happiness once stood tall and strong- there will always be aftermath at the end of a storm.