The Love
One day she looked out onto the world
She looked up and asked
"Why Me? What did I do? Who did I hurt?"
She had been hurt so many times,
not understanding,
not knowing the answers,
but worse than not knowing the answer
was never knowing the real question.
She tries so hard
She did as she was told,
She was afraid.
She knew there had to be
more out there than just pain.
She looked about
She looked around,
She thought she found it,
The feelings she desired,
The Love she thought she deserved.
Her heart is broken.
She stumbles,
She falls.
But,
She keeps on.
She knows
There is someone
For her, alone.
She searches,
she finds those that want
to hurt,
to punish,
to stomp on,
to make her stop.
To stop her search.
Her search was
slowly
ever so slowly
stopping.
Every road lead her
further and further,
away.
Away from the one thing,
the one thing
She desired,
Wanted,
Longed for,
Needed.
She was giving up
the search was getting
to hard
the search was going
down the wrong roads.
More Dead Ends,
More Pain,
More Hopelessness.
She asked,
Why?
What Did I Do?
Who Did I Hurt?
She was ready,
not for the feeling
but for the release.
The release of her pain,
The release
of her Spirit.
From the shell
she had become.
Then,
One Moment,
One Second,
It happened.
That
Spark,
That
Fire,
That
Feeling.
That FEELING,
the one
she had searched for
all her life.
It was
LOVE.
She had given up
on LOVE.
She felt LOVE
had abandoned her.
Then it happened,
She didn't know
it was going to happen.
She didn't expect it
to happen.
BUT,
it did.
It was unexpected,
it was unusual.
This feeling,
was wonderful,
it was enlivening.
She was FEELING,
Not Pain,
Not Hurt,
No Hiding,
Just the warmth
The warmth of
Caring,
Joy,
Being Wanted,
Being Desired,
Being LOVED.
She is so scared
these feeling are,
Different,
Wonderful,
Warm.
But scary.
She is now looking
forward to Life,
To Living,
To Being Loved,
To Being Wanted,
and Desired.
Not for what she can give,
Not for what can be taken.
But,
Desired for who she is,
For being Loved without,
Condition,
Restriction.
She will ask one day,
Why?
Why ME?
The only answer I can give her will be
"Because"
Because we don't chose
Who we Love,
Or Why we Love,
Our Heart makes that
choice.
Because.
Because Your Heart
and
Because My Heart
Found the place to be.
To be with
Each Other,
To make One Heart
Out of Two Heart.
To Make One Life
Out Of Two.
To make Two Stories
Into One Story.
To Make Two Empty Hearts,
Into One Heart Full
Of
LOVE.
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