When The Ocean Waves Called Out To Me

When The Ocean Waves Called Out To Me

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We mourn not the passing of a life well lived, we celebrate. We count the times our souls smiled together, reached out so invisibly yet tangibly and touched. Death is only the end of a chapter, my friend. But a life not well lived, one left with wishes unfulfilled, is one which reaches to me. We live in a world, where so many wishes reach the graves without ever living in the soul. Are you one of those wandering souls, whose heart still endears for a light that had skipped your grasp. Are you one of those wandering souls, who still roam in the valley of living, even though those fine invisible fibers that binds you with reality were severed. Life is a cruel gamble, my friend. You shall never know what will happen to you, and you can never tell where you will end up. Yet, you will hope. You will hope to be in a better place, around better people, a better life! Hope brings light to this dark place called reality. So let me rekindle your soul with a fragmant of the embers that I have to offer. Return to from where you came, and shine those tenuous embers where darkness reigns. Your wish is my wish, dear friend.
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In every lifetime, their souls brush against each other like twilight and dawn-always aching for union, forever kept apart. In the quiet spaces between words unspoken and touches that linger a heartbeat too long, two souls uncover the cruelest truth of all: that love doesn't always come when we're free to receive it. Between stolen glances and conversations that dance around confession, between the safety of friendship and the danger of something deeper, lies a love so profound it threatens to undo everything they thought they were. This is a love not measured in years together, but in fleeting moments that burn brighter than forever. What do you do when your soul finds its match in the wrong person at the wrong time? How do you love someone completely while knowing that love may never find the light? How do you say goodbye to someone who feels like home? Some love stories end in wedding bells. Others end in wisdom. This is the story of a love that lived entirely in the space between what was and what could never be- and how sometimes, that space contains the most beautiful tragedy of all.

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