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Open letter to my ex

It hurts to let you go

Though you haven’t been around, I carried you in my heart still,

I fed you, protected you and nurtured you like my own child, each day you grew bigger and stronger our bond deeper.

This stabbing pain, this familiar pain numbs me, tears drop in a middle of a smile while on a call with a friend. I lose my breath as I let this pain settle, Embrace it! A small voice says; soon another will come and unlike the rest she will stay forever. How do I trust that she will when I have collected an empty fortune of forevers that dissipate faster than a missed shooting star?

It hurts to let you go,

Though I know it sets me free, it’s being by myself that scares me.

I don’t know any other life without you. I birthed you, bathed you and drank you, my last cup of love, I have been addicted to you, my drug of choice, my kind of high, my special kind of love, that love that knows my good and bad ways, that loved me in and out of season, that caught every tear that dropped, that held me through the lonely nights and cradled me and rocked me to sleep with soft kisses easing my scared and fragile heart.

Thank you for the perfect love the deeper connection and now I know for sure I can feel deeper, because it is hard to let you go.

Goodbye my love,

These words echo and bounce freely in my heart that you leave empty.

I had hoped that you would stay forever, now I know forever is not for you and I, That’s why I bid you Goodbye.

In a recent article from Motoramic, we learn white is currently the most popular exterior car color, a title held by silver for nearly a decade. Sandy McGill, BMW Designworks’ lead designer in color, materials, and finish, says Steve Jobs had a strong influence here. “Prior to Apple, white was associated with things like refrigerators or the tiles in your bathroom. Apple made white valuable.” And to think, I bought my car in white because I was being different but little did I know my subconscious love for Apple was driving the purchase.

Have you ever made love to a truly  Great Woman, and when you make love to her you feel true and beautiful passion and you for at-least that moment lose your fear of death?

I believe that Love that is true and real creates a respite from death, all cowardice comes from not loving or not loving well which is the same thing, and when the man who is brave and true looks death squarely in the face like myself does not fear, it is because he loves with sufficient passion to push death out of his mind, till it returns as it does to all men.

If you still fear dying, Then you must make Real Love again.

Think about it!

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