HE LOVED, TILL I LOVED.
The words of wisdom kept playing back, I had spoken it time and time again, and at a time when I thought I had the answers and knew the script. I just couldn’t see a way through the mess no matter how many times I said the words; it wasn’t always like this…
The choices were countless, the opportunities innumerable. Faces, voices, sizes and vices all differed, yet I found not one amidst the crowd, not even one! Weird, strange, confused, obsessed, such as these was I known as at the time, but in my mind’s eye I was a ‘She’ to someone somewhere and I lived my dream not wanting to fear that I lost the cause, the path I had chosen and had become entrapped in. I thought; it won’t always be like this…
Would have sworn it wasn’t me, the pain tore through all my very being and the words failed me. Was convinced I was beyond recovery till He showed up. Suddenly, I knew I won’t always feel like this…
Would have screamed at the thought of treading the very grounds that stole my joy, but like baby steps, He urged me to live a day per time and it was slow at first, then the growth began till it was all consuming and I knew this wasn’t the old path, it was a fresh walk and a new dawn. Consistently He took me there and I love this place. It all made sense, the years, names, faces, gains, pains….. it was all to get here.
So I dare say…, He loved me, till I loved.
TO THE ONE MAN WHO STAYED
INSPITE OF ME.