This reminds me of the feeling when my dear friend and I were in Disneyland. It was a school trip, and I somehow fell very ill when we arrived and was ushered into the hospital. Unfortunately, she couldn't come with me because she wasn't 18...
Strange. I felt immense pain that I have never experienced before, and yet my vitals were completely normal. After 7 hours, I went back to Disneyland and searched everywhere for her.
I'll never forget the fleeting emotions that spontaneously emerged when we embraced after that separation. It was an epiphany for both us. We realized how just how dearly we hold one another in our hearts...
I think that was the closest feeling of love that I've got, for it was something that I never tried yearning for. That made me realize that sharing this moment of love is something that is pretty necessary. She was my clarity. And I can never get her off my mind since that very day. Falling for another woman would mean betrayal to my own wishes and my own pride..
Despite that, we both knew that we were in dangerous territory now, because if something happened, it would end tragically. Especially with the fact that I was moving to another city for University.
To me, our love was tragedy because it was something that couldn't be arranged. It was weird to have Fate or God play His prank on us to realize this only to be severed away by destiny.
But thanks to His intervention or whatever the heck it's called and thanks to her... I've realized how important sharing love and affection is. I'll never forget that feeling that I've had.
Our love somehow ended 'tragically' then. But I am thankful to her for making me realize just how important that feeling was.
I wish I was her... Thank you for the post. She existed and you loved each other then. In a second. Sure, this could be also fantasy. Clarity opposes to confusion. But I think they both knew they belonged to each other then, for how many seconds they didn't care. This is something to be cleared in a lifetime. Perhaps you should call her, find her again. The embrace will be still there, intact, I am sure. Ask her again without words that thing that hasn't had a name.
I wish I was her... Thank you for the post. She existed and you loved each other then. In a second. Sure, this could be also fantasy. Clarity opposes to confusion. But I think they both knew they belonged to each other then, for how many seconds they didn't care. This is something to be cleared in a lifetime. Perhaps you should call her, find her again. The embrace will be still there, intact, I am sure. Ask her again without words that thing that hasn't had a name.
This reminds me of the feeling when my dear friend and I were in Disneyland. It was a school trip, and I somehow fell very ill when we arrived and was ushered into the hospital. Unfortunately, she couldn't come with me because she wasn't 18...
Strange. I felt immense pain that I have never experienced before, and yet my vitals were completely normal. After 7 hours, I went back to Disneyland and searched everywhere for her.
I'll never forget the fleeting emotions that spontaneously emerged when we embraced after that separation. It was an epiphany for both us. We realized how just how dearly we hold one another in our hearts...
I think that was the closest feeling of love that I've got, for it was something that I never tried yearning for. That made me realize that sharing this moment of love is something that is pretty necessary. She was my clarity. And I can never get her off my mind since that very day. Falling for another woman would mean betrayal to my own wishes and my own pride..
Despite that, we both knew that we were in dangerous territory now, because if something happened, it would end tragically. Especially with the fact that I was moving to another city for University.
To me, our love was tragedy because it was something that couldn't be arranged. It was weird to have Fate or God play His prank on us to realize this only to be severed away by destiny.
But thanks to His intervention or whatever the heck it's called and thanks to her... I've realized how important sharing love and affection is. I'll never forget that feeling that I've had.
Our love somehow ended 'tragically' then. But I am thankful to her for making me realize just how important that feeling was.
I wish I was her... Thank you for the post. She existed and you loved each other then. In a second. Sure, this could be also fantasy. Clarity opposes to confusion. But I think they both knew they belonged to each other then, for how many seconds they didn't care. This is something to be cleared in a lifetime. Perhaps you should call her, find her again. The embrace will be still there, intact, I am sure. Ask her again without words that thing that hasn't had a name.
I wish I was her... Thank you for the post. She existed and you loved each other then. In a second. Sure, this could be also fantasy. Clarity opposes to confusion. But I think they both knew they belonged to each other then, for how many seconds they didn't care. This is something to be cleared in a lifetime. Perhaps you should call her, find her again. The embrace will be still there, intact, I am sure. Ask her again without words that thing that hasn't had a name.
@darmanism if it ended tragically, why is it so important?
@darmanism if it ended tragically, why is it so important?