There can be such devastation in love.
We give ourselves up to the romance
the absolute knowing of another.
We gladly sink into the essence of the other person.
Often we give all of ourselves
as a way of aligning with the one we love.
We want them to know us
to accept us.
such a precious thing.
We don’t realize how much we desperately want to be seen
to be known
to be accepted
and yes, loved
for who we are
not for who they think we should be.
We can be denied this for years
never realising what was missing
until one day we are shown.
Our eyes are opened
our souls are touched
we are released from the chains
we’ve been bound in.
We realize just how hungry we are to have it
how it consumes every single, solitary inch of us
until we are dying of thirst
amidst a pool of water.
*There can be utter devastation but time as with Spring presents a chance for a rebirth, a fresh page to inscribe, a newness that can take your breath away.