When I saw you in that parking lot I wish I could have left, taken your hand, and stayed with you forever. But I know that I can't.
There are so many people in this world who feel because things are changing we must cling to the past. I used to be one of those people and you know that. This is a root of violence, jealousy, and selfishness. But most of the time behind people's seemingly selfish decisions lies compassion. For any time you take responsibility for who you are. You are being compassionate. Setting people and yourself free to find what makes you truly happy on their own. That way we see that love is everywhere even in the places we think it is gone.
Our love is and will always be innocent, impulsive, naive, and eternally hopeful. It was childlike in its sense of wonder. But we must mature into who we really are. What I never realized is that I don't have to become jaded and lose this part of you. Because you and I have this relationship that transcends this. I don't need to speak to you or see you to know this. Because you are already with me. What you gave me will never be gone.
This kind of relationship is often mistaken as being "the one" but it is not the one. At least for me you are the one that inspires me to find all the things I need and what will make me happy in my life. You remind me of what I am capable of feeling. And if that was the first time who knows what is in store for both of us. As we continue to find out who we are and where we belong. I will carry all you taught me in my heart. When I do this my heart opens to the world. And I feel as though I have more to give others. I hope you know that I will always wonder in the back of my head where you are and how you are doing from time to time. I will and am proud of you for all the great things you are doing and will do.
This is the point of people coming into our lives and then leaving. They give us something that we are supposed to then give to others. They give us that profound courage to live our lives well. Then we living in a world full of love. Instead of carrying the pain with us and living in a world full of pain.
That is the beauty of it. It never truly ends. And how wonderful it was and is that when we least expect it a miracle happens, the spark of something undeniable, waiting for us just behind a corner, for better or worse, that changes us forever.
love letter collection
8:01 PM EST
Sunday, February 26, 2012