Letting go [DISCONTINUED]

Letting go [DISCONTINUED]

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I feel overwhelmed with emotions and questions swirl around like a tornado in my head, what did she just say to me? "What? That isn't true!" I scream at her, no longer caring if I drew attention to myself. I watch her stare back at me uselessly and she moves to grab my arm but I snatch it out of her grip. "How could you?" I grit coldly, watching her carefully with icy eyes. Her lips part and she darts her tongue out to wet them, nervously. The shock and panic shown on her face would have been laughable if I didn't want to slap her unfaithful, dishonest. - Aleksia King; the girl who needed to learn about letting go. ~ Discontinued ~
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My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.

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