Faithfully Yours

I guess I would have to believe in love, its the only thing I have left that makes me feel alive. I guess I have always had faith in it. I am alot like my mother in that department. Don't get me wrong, I have had my share of heartache. But I think I have held steady on my belief. I have had maybe about five or so relationships that not have panned out the way I would haved liked. But this most recent one was the one that really sent me reeling. I met this man when I was in my early thirties and by looking at him, I would not have gone for him right away.But there was something about him. He did not come on to me in a physical way, rather, he made me laugh. And I was intrigued. He was coming home from work and looked the part. I knew he was a bad boy. That really intrigued me. Little did I know that meeting would lead me into a 12 year relationship of lying, cheating and cop cars! I think that final straw was the baby he had in our relationship. I always felt like there was something I was supposed to learn from him and there was. It took me this long to figure it out. Betrayal and forgivness.

That is what I was supposed to learn. It has taken me awhile to reconcile my anger and bitterness towards him and keep a smile on my face. I am in a better place now and I am happier for it. But in all of that chaos and heartache, I never lost my faith in love. I still believe that there is someone out there for me and I will find that person.

I learned that love is not a person but a place inside all of us. Someplace that we must seek out and learn from. The lucky ones are the people who find it and hold on to it for dear life. Love is the blood of life.
kitterpuss kitterpuss
51-55, F
2 Responses Dec 1, 2012

nice

how true what you said about love being a place inside of us