He is fighting the urge to look back at her. This rollercoaster seems to have finally come to its end. He seen the mourning in her heart. The affliction in her soul. They share the same soul. But this lifetime did not carry the karma to love as they should. His hand connects with the door handle, pulling the door to him. She jumps up from the couch saying his name. Her eyes pleading not to go. Yet and still, he steps over the threshold out of her life. Doing what needs to be done.
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Viv C
Hi, loves. The human connection and intimacy are so pure and beautiful. Writing is my passion and there is nothing else I would rather do in this life. Read my blog here, www.illitica.com. Doing the Divine's work.
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