To The Women I Once Loved

Love is patient, love is kind

love, sometimes, is a fragrance in the wind

you find it once then all is lost

the moments we shared is what I miss most.

They say you never forget the people you’ve loved. Some say you never stop loving them in the first place. Not heartbreaks, not distance. The past might seem distant but the memories live in the present.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth

it is best presented in the passions of our youth.

As I grow older love changes meanings

but what remains constant are the underlying feelings.

The story is still being written, ours was just a page that had to be turned. Is the next chapter more exciting? You never know unless you try.

Love never fails.

it just teaches you a lesson

happiness is abound,

if you only find reason.

With each passing season, it becomes lesser and lesser clear why it ended. Was it you? Was it me? Was it us, we fail to ask. I hope you’re happier now. Happier than we ever could be. I guess I wrote this cause we often forget to say thank you to those who were once a part of our lives. In hindsight, you realize that everyone comes into your life for a reason.

To the women I once loved

P.S.

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