Love is showing up
Until it isn't.
It’s listening and embracing
Until it’s not.
Letting go is love, too.
Love is also not saying
Not acting
Not picking up the phone
Not writing.
Love is sometimes
Crying alone
Hurting silently
Praying continually
For their good, even when it does not have to do with you.
That's love, too.
It’s hard to miss someone
But saying so
Might hurt them even more
If you do.
They might have a better chance
If you're not part of their story…
Maybe not forever ,
But definitely for now.
So, do you forget them?
No. Never.
You might try for a while.
Might think its easier to forget
To stop caring
That might work for some.
But you?
You'll remember them
And you have to choose
To love them again
The right way:
In prayer
In giving them over to God
Who loves them more than you do.
You allow yourself a moment
To be thankful
That they breathe somewhere
Dance somewhere
Sing somewhere
Even if you don't get to see it…
You'll remember the way
Their eyes looked
Their hair felt
Their smile brightened your life and know
Others will see the beauty in them, too.
And then you'll move on.
Let go…
Because they are safe
As long as you protect their heart.
Love is not selfish
Not conceited
It does not seek its own.
Love does not rejoice in wrongdoing
It rejoices in the truth.
It bears all things,
Believes all things,
Hopes all things,
Endures all things.
I love you and I let you go because…
That's love, too.
About the Creator
D.S. Fisichella
Writing is a vulnerable experience. Be it fiction (for the imagination), poetry (for the soul) or non-fiction... it is all an art form to me. Thank you for reading and making my words worth sharing. www.dsfwrites.carrd.co
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