When you feel affection for someone and you start diluting the intensity of your life to accommodate your partner’s…When you have reached the limits that you are really ready to forsake your – god given – freedom to be just liberated… yes liberated from your own freedom..
When you crush the fences around your heart and pave the way for this graceful one to walk the extra mile…
When you are sorry for time that passes because now you have someone to share with and you just wished the hour wasn’t just 60 minutes…
When you are sorry for time that passes because now you have someone to share with and you just wished the hour wasn’t just 60 minutes…
When you want to apologize for everyone you ever did wrong just to complete and prefect the peace you are feeling with the universe…
When you are in orbit while the moon isn’t…
When the biggest scarifies are just another errand of your perfectly good day…
When you smile at your enemies and say: “You know what… whatever you do, at the end of the day I win”…
When you feel and experience all the above then you will know a fraction of what I used to feel.
Yes I felt that, I’ve been there, I was in love…
I encouraged her to pursue her dream and evidently to forsake ours…
This is certainly not the end I intended. Most eastern men don’t encourage their partners to pursue their dreams because they fear if they do; their partners will evidently leave them…
I didn’t believe in that… I still don’t want to…
Although I knew she has issues with commitment but what happened lately really crossed the boundaries of what is acceptable to me… for the least of it I feel degraded, hurt and broken…
She stabbed me in the back after she manipulated me for seven whole years… I’ve left my family, friends and my whole life just to provide things that I thought she deserves… and what I get… she does not want to marry me for the wrong reasons being that; and I am quoting her: “I loved her very much, sacrificed too much for too long for her”.
I believed in love, I believed in mature, civilized relationships in which parties are collaborative peers and not a death match competitors trying to crush each other and dominate…
But obviously I was proving wrong and every dominating; disrespectful fucking son of a bitch, pity excuse, of a man was right...
I’ll never be the same again… that’s the only thing I am sure of… and the extent of the damage will only be known as days pass by...
“One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.”
When you feel and experience all the above then you will know a fraction of what I used to feel.
Yes I felt that, I’ve been there, I was in love…
I encouraged her to pursue her dream and evidently to forsake ours…
This is certainly not the end I intended. Most eastern men don’t encourage their partners to pursue their dreams because they fear if they do; their partners will evidently leave them…
I didn’t believe in that… I still don’t want to…
Although I knew she has issues with commitment but what happened lately really crossed the boundaries of what is acceptable to me… for the least of it I feel degraded, hurt and broken…
She stabbed me in the back after she manipulated me for seven whole years… I’ve left my family, friends and my whole life just to provide things that I thought she deserves… and what I get… she does not want to marry me for the wrong reasons being that; and I am quoting her: “I loved her very much, sacrificed too much for too long for her”.
I believed in love, I believed in mature, civilized relationships in which parties are collaborative peers and not a death match competitors trying to crush each other and dominate…
But obviously I was proving wrong and every dominating; disrespectful fucking son of a bitch, pity excuse, of a man was right...
I’ll never be the same again… that’s the only thing I am sure of… and the extent of the damage will only be known as days pass by...
“One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.”
Steven Deitz quotes
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