Love Unhindered.
Sometimes... I look back, and I wonder if I regret loving you the way I did.
It fills me with confusion and grief.
I wish I had listened. To you. And to the people I trusted.
But I don't regret it.
Not for a second.
It was a gift. A blessing. An honor.
To have loved you so fully.
I can't pass places where we laughed, we cried, and we sat in silence without being filled with joy for some strange yet wonderful reason.
I am alone, now.
And that's okay.
The pain is gone, now.
And what remains...
Is pure contentment and no refrain.
Yours faithfully,
Qavah.
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