When you have a photographic memory, you spend a lot of time flipping through the past like an album in your brain. There are images you are glad to keep with you always, and some you would give anything to forget. For me, I'd rather just forget the memories that stuck in my head. Some were good and some were bad, but I needed to forget him. Especially after everything he's done to me and put me through. I just wanted all my feelings for him to die and just fade away, but no matter how hard I tried it just wouldn't work. I threw away everything that reminded me of him, I deleted the pictures, the videos, the messages, I blocked the number but without proper closure, none of it would ever work. He was a man though meaning he would never give me that proper closure he would just use the strings that were still attached from me to him to control me like his puppet, I refused to let that happen. I refused to be his victim again I refused to block my view on life and love because my heart and body still craved him. I meditated I saged and I screamed and cried and finally, I felt free from him, I meditated so deep so powerful I lost myself in a place I had never seen before but I knew I belonged everything around me I had never seen before but it all felt so familiar, but finally, I was free from this man that caused me so much harm, so much pain. So many of my nights were spent awake wondering what didn't I do right, how did the conversations go so wrong from a simple question, but none of that matter now. My mind, body, and soul was now free from him, and nothing he could do or say would affect me ever again. I was free to be loved and love without restrictions. Everything was now a distant memory.............
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Blending Of Hearts
Historia CortaShort stories of love and conquering love. Stories of ways love helped and sometimes damaged people but they always found the light. Every story is based on true events of my life that I turned into stories.