DEAR DIARY.
Before, all this we used to look deeply into each other's eyes from a distance,
Admire each other and that was it.
I valued all these moments until now they are all memories.
It was not about the looks, the clothes, or anything,
It was something underneath, something that we ourselves could not even explain,
But our hearts knew what words would not explain.
For me, it was true love,
It was like finding my reflection in the other,
A reflection on a soul level made it difficult to explain the attraction.
His soul and mine were like the same,
He appeared in me and I in him,
He was the extension of myself,
He made me vulnerable,
I felt the courage to show up and be seen when having no control over the outcome,
Just being myself.
We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known,
And when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness, and affection
They were these surreal feelings I had when I was in his company.
I knew it was my soul that had fallen in love not my heart.
Deep down I knew something spiritually was connecting me to him,
He ruled my whole being inside out.
People always say that, when you love someone,
Nothing in the world matters.
But the truth is that when you love someone,
Everything in the world matters a little more.
Love is not something we give or get;
It is something that we nurture and grow,
A connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them –
We can only love others as much as we love ourselves.
When you love someone, truly love them, you lay your heart open to them.
You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul.
And when they do strike, it's crippling-like having your heart carved out.
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The Depths Of My Heart
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