There’s a peculiar magic to meeting someone for the first time. The world feels transformed, bathed in an ethereal glow. The sky, somehow bluer than you’ve ever seen, stretches endlessly above, while the ocean mirrors it with a profound depth you’ve never truly noticed before. A gentle breeze dances across your skin, carrying away the weight of the world and leaving in its place a tingling rush—a sensation that mirrors the thrill of a roller coaster as it climbs higher and higher, ready to plunge.
You feel that rush; the kind that surges through your veins and fills every corner of your being. You’re all in, surrendering to the moment with abandon. Your heart opens wide, unguarded, welcoming this new connection. It feels electric, intoxicating, pure.
In the early stages, it feels as though you’ve discovered a new dimension of yourself. Every interaction is drenched in sunlight, every shared laugh a melody, every touch a revelation. Slowly, without realizing it, you let your walls crumble. The guarded fortress you had so meticulously built around your soul collapses brick by brick. The person before you, feels like home, and in seeking their embrace, you lose sight of the anchor that once grounded you.
Soon, you find yourself willing to shed your ego, your pride, your very sense of self. It feels like love, so you surrender, thinking that giving up pieces of who you are is a fair trade for this bond. Little by little, the things you once held dear—your values, your beliefs, your boundaries—start to slip away. The world narrows to revolve around their orbit. You forget the light that once burned brightly within you.
But seasons change. Just as the weather shifts from the warmth of summer to the chill of winter, people too reveal their true nature over time.
And then, they leave.
The departure feels like a storm tearing through your soul. It’s a sudden, violent upheaval that leaves you shattered, broken into pieces so small you don’t know if they’ll ever fit together again. You lie on the cold, damp ground, trembling as though the chill of the world has seeped into your very bones. The questions come in waves, crashing relentlessly against your mind: Why? How could this happen? What did I do wrong?
The answers are there, faint whispers in the back of your mind, but they bring no comfort. Love, addiction, lust—all of it gone in the blink of an eye. The promises that once felt like lifelines now seem as fragile as smoke, dissipating into nothingness.
And so, you force yourself to smile, because isn’t that what’s expected? To carry on as though your heart hasn’t been shattered? To hide the pain that claws at you from the inside? But beneath that facade, a quiet truth begins to take shape: just as the weather changes, so do people. Their warmth can turn cold, their sunlight can give way to shadows, and their presence can dissolve like mist under the morning sun.
There’s no use fighting against this reality. Instead, you learn that surrendering to it, embracing it with grace, is the only path forward. There is no victory in clinging to something that was never truly yours to keep. Letting go isn’t defeat—it’s liberation.
Through the haze of heartbreak, a new dawn begins to break. The realization dawns that nothing in this world is permanent. Words are just words. Promises, however heartfelt, don’t always hold. The only constant is your soul, the quiet, steady presence that has been with you all along.
As you reflect, you see how deeply you had buried yourself in the pursuit of someone else’s love. You had dug a hole so deep that you couldn’t see the sky anymore, couldn’t feel the warmth of the sun on your skin. But now, you start to claw your way back to the surface.
Breathing becomes easier. The air feels fresher, lighter. You begin to see life not as a series of losses but as an ongoing journey of discovery. You surrender, not in defeat, but in faith. Faith in the knowledge that you are a child of God, that there is a divine plan far greater than anything you could imagine.
With this faith comes a profound sense of peace. You no longer seek validation in others, no longer sacrifice yourself for fleeting connections. Instead, you root yourself in values that are unshakable: grace, honesty, peace, gratitude, forgiveness, and love. Not the kind of love that asks for pieces of your soul, but the kind that radiates from within, lighting up the world around you.
You learn to live without expectations, without judgment. You forgive—not because others always deserve it, but because holding onto pain serves no purpose. You let go of bitterness, of resentment, of the need for answers you may never receive.
In this newfound freedom, you rediscover yourself. The person you were always meant to be, the person who thrives not because of someone else, but because of the divine light that burns within.
And so, life continues, ever-changing, like the weather. But now, you are no longer at its mercy. You have found your anchor, your foundation. You have learned to dance in the rain, to find beauty in the storms, and to bask in the sunlight when it comes.
For in the end, life is not about resisting change but about embracing it. It’s about evolving with grace, staying rooted in faith, and walking forward with a heart full of love.