A model shoot

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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Call

This is something I wrote a little while back...
 
 
We all have those days, we all have times that we cry just because we need to. We go through life day after day doing the same old thing. Life begins to be just a pattern. We enter a new day knowing what to expect... Or at least we think we know what to expect. But one thing can ruin your whole day, your whole week, your whole month, your whole year, your whole life.

You get a phone call that messes everything up. You feel as though it cannot really be happening to you… right? Not when you love that person so much how could they not feel the same.

You stand there not knowing what to say speechless of shock … even though you had been feeling that it was going to happen soon, The air felt different, he was not acting like he use to, the sweet flirting, the gentle kiss, the butterflies stopped fluttering. I thought it was just normal that over time those things come and go.

As he talked and told me how he felt my heart began to race as begging it not to be true, he didn’t really need to say anything I already knew how he felt. My lungs seemed to be without air, my throat was aching while I was trying to force the tears inside, and my eyes were burning.
He said he loves me but, I’m not sure if he really believes it. I know I love him and I just want what he wants. I do not want him to stay with me if he no longer loves me. .

I hung up the phone and the pain was ripped out of my throat water tore down my face. I held it to long trying not to let him know just how much it hurt. I know he cares about me and I know he doesn’t want to hurt me I had to not let him see. I want what’s best for him.

Maybe if I stay strong maybe just maybe it will pass. I might just move on or might not. I never knew how much I could hurt until last night. Maybe this is God. Maybe he has a bigger plan for both of us. I asked God to help me and him and do what is best. I do know I love him but that might just be the problem… maybe I love him too much. Was I putting him before God? I guess I know the answer to that…

What I do know is that love, true love always finds a way to work its self out. Love is never simple it’s a bunch of knots that need to be untangled. Love is like a storm there is always that calm to be found.

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