What if everything comes to an end?
What if all feelings fade eventually?
What if there is no true love, no soul mates, no twin flamesβ¦
What if everything Iβve ever wanted isnβt real?
I had this innate feeling as a teenager; that marriage was a farce. But that came more from self loathing, thinking no one would want forever with me. Once I experienced real love, however, I tucked that idea away. I thought maybe the fairytales were true. I no longer hated myself.
But I finally found someone who I was so sure about. And thatβs the thingβ¦ Iβve always been able to trust myself. Iβve always known, deep down inside, when I was in my past relationships that they wouldnβt be forever.
This time, I really thought he was forever.
But my feelings have changed. Continue to change, bit by bit, every day. How does that just happen? Itβs not fair. How will I ever know? Thatβs the question. And I think the answer is that you donβt know. How can we promise foreverβ¦ when we donβt know.
I thought by the age of 29 that you know how things work. But I feel like everything I thought I knew is going to come crashing down around me.
