Triumph

Because of our sometimes hurtful past, we sometimes forget to have faith, hope in love.

It is redemption that I feel when I am with you but suddenly the forlorn past slithers silently entering the gate. I convey only to myself by the tears falling in my company, and my unspoken words are my invisible friend.  In my stillness, I marvel at the possibility to disregard the yesterday; and the impending elation of our bliss becomes my stanchion.  Today is today, and the tomorrow is yet to be.  I know that although in my silence my heart aches, it peacefully awaits for the embrace of triumph.

Author's Note

What are your thoughts on love?

Reviews

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The past is good to remember so we don't make the same mistake but when we focus on the past we prevent anything new from getting close. Having a balance is the best solution. Excellent write.