I have always loved you, forever.
I don’t use you as a word often but I’ve decided to use you on someone because it’s just naturally fitting and most certain.
The weight of my word carries not only accountability but promises and certainty as well.
When I said forever, I really mean it to the core of my soul.
As if our souls are meant to be and only at a certain time of our interaction that we’re finally connected and realise that.
But forever is an eternity which could impossibly be measured by time. And time has its ups and downs. And time needs patience in between. And I need to also accept that these in-betweens have moments of sadness, a lot of tears and the interference of vicious thoughts. These in-betweens also will need space, silence and distance.
And while I spend some mornings in tears of missing my forever like this morning, there will be mornings where I need to have hopes that things will get better, for both of us, individually. That our hearts will grow stronger without the dependency on each other. That we always would fight for ourselves first in order to fight for the people we loved the most. And hurt can always be cured by faith. Faith that everything that has happened, happened to make us better and stronger.
But I do know one this for sure.
This one, I will love the most, always and forever.