MY HOLLY SIN

Why am I this grateful?

This is the end I choose to our story my love, my great love, my stupid love.
I am so grateful for all these moments, all these feelings, all these things we went through, together or appart but still together somehow, since we were always with me, you loved hanging in the back of my mind at every second of everyday.
I woke up today with the idea that I will never find love, not again, not after you, not after how your love burned my insides and made me forbidden for everyone but you. I freaked out at first you know, as I always do, and then I accepted it, came in terms with it, hell even learned to love what we had only, what we had such a chance to live, our short story was as authentic as it could get, and I love every minute of it. I'm learning to replace my sweet guilt with sweeter gratefulness. And today, tomorrow and everyday, I choose to remember the best part of you, the peaceful part of you, the artist part of you, the lover part of you, those part that reached their perfection only with me, only when you were lost between the folds of my heart, leaking with every drop of my blood. I love you.... I loved you... And I choose to let you go...

I hope by tomorrow I will still have the same wholeness, the same decision, the same strength and power to be independently happy...