At the Same Intersection
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I still stand on the same intersection, as I did that day.
I still stand, this time I know I am waiting for someone else. However, my heart feels that not her but you, you shall come.
Come out of hope, despair and fatigue.
Maybe you will fulfil the unsaid ambitions of our heart, your heart and come.
I grow restless each day with your absence. That absence, that loss meant to be a learning lesson is actually a grief.
However, maybe it is a lesson.
Maybe it is teaching me you shall never come back
Maybe it is teaching me that certain things don't need to be wrapped up in a tidy little bow. Certain things are best kept messy and untidy.
For if these boxes are opened again, they may devour the opener whole. Common sense and worldly knowledge tell you to keep yourself from the box.
Maybe in this case worldly knowledge reflects that of God's, wherein one must not open what's meant to end.
Hence, be forth. Give the "other" a chance. The "other" may become "you" and you shall become one, whole again.
The heart that "one" took away, the "other" may replace. However, no one expect "one" can do so, if you do not let the "other" in.
May you wish to be whole, good friend, i counsel you let the "other" in however, do not lose the part of "you" that remains while you search to make "you" whole again.
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