Prompt

What have you learned in your life about love?

I sat down, listening to the open space before me. The emptiness that surrounded me. The air felt stale as the memories danced around me. Thinking of wanting to spend time with her and slowing down our moments. Once you love and recognize it, you know to enjoy the moment and be present as much as possible. Attempting to pull back the clock handle to slow the next minute with someone you love or the passion you’ve developed. I recognized how different love can be with people, places, hobbies, and things we possess. So, unique. Loving the idiosyncrasies they had. This was the right thing to do, let go of her, for our lives can’t be connected. I kept telling myself this in my head, bouncing against the complexity of my mind and being intercepted by my heart and its longing desire I can’t conquer. My heart can’t be conquered when it comes to love. For it can not be caged, only set free. I refuse to allow my heart to be calloused and become a bitter man. This I deemed as genuine love. Even if it comes at the sacrifice of my longing heart to be loved.
I put myself in a reflective somberness. Watching her dance, seeing her tears, and standing together to make a moment still as the camera flashed. Smiling faces and bleeding hearts. Love, are you listening? You have taught me to sacrifice, and I realize that these sacrifices may not be reciprocated as we hoped or prayed. How selfish of I to pray to be with you when it was never envisioned in your heart. Genuine love is allowing myself to let go of you as you discover what makes your heart overflow. Envy and jealousy will be told to depart when it enters the room of my mind and heart. The birds that soar with grace cannot be touched, or their beauty cannot be appreciated in a cage.

And what of my love that I have sacrificed? That it seems futile and foolish to be a lionheart. To be vulnerable to the world that will always take. My soul strives to be light within, and if I must go, allow it to flourish and water the seeds I’ve planted throughout my life. And remind them to love deeply and openly. To be grateful and hold their happiness, they were able to cultivate.

My spirit is instep with love and guiding it to discovering new passions. My spirit is curious about my undiscovered potential when I love the newness of the unknown arts. The novelty of strangers and the chance of discovering.

The pen was patient as I gathered my thoughts, and the keyboard was ready for the execution of being digitalized upon the screen. Unravel my mind, and make it linear. Make it intertwine with my rational thoughts battling my bleeding, overwhelming heart. The strife between one another must learn to be in harmony to continue forward. Love taught me to discover the process of learning about myself by holding this pen, typing it out, and thoughts are given a chance to be seen. A chance for me to be seen.

Love, I have learned so much from you. Will you learn from me?