Orbit out of your world

Explore the depths of love found, love lost, and the beautiful possibility of love rediscovered.

Join us in a narrative that reflects on life's most profound experiences and beliefs, exclusively from Omar_inspiringstories.

 

 

From the very first meeting……...

 

We were a match made in heaven

eyes meeting from the first day across space

and certainty birthed in our hearts

that we were made for each other

 

our hearts were full of songs,

the sun dimmed beside the intensity of our love

the stars sang our names,

and gravity pulled us close without effort

 

The sun rose and set with us in the center of it

our dance with each other was the limelight of our space

our rhythm the very life and source of our energy

We were the sole stars on the stage of our home

 

And though the curtain rose and fell

the lights never dimmed on us

love was natural

 caring for each other a competition none wants to be outdone in

so, our home was filled with pearls of laughter & immense joy

 

but…...

 

stars don’t die from impact alone

and like light that needs rest after loving so hard:

First it was a flicker like an early evening

and then dimming, imperceptible initially but steadily grew

soon, what once blazed without question

softened into embers we did not yet understand

 

The alarm sounded, but it was soft and easily missed

in the busyness of life

then, the same eyes that sought each other out across vast expanses of space

refused to meet each other even though confined in the same space

 

instead of words tumbling out so rapidly

because we wanted to share our lives unashamedly,

there was a hiding away in silence, afraid of criticism and judgement

from the one whose opinion means the world to us

and like the end of an evening play, we watched the lights being turned off one after the other

 

yet we stood helpless…... 

 

circling each other with regret and longing for what we once had

We have learnt that stars no matter how fiercely they burn can also die

and behind us lies the weight of lessens lived 

which could either be tombstones or steppingstones

 

we could be like the many we had hoped and prayed not to be

or we could rise from the ashes,

carrying our scars in our hearts

and give us another chance!

 

Because….

 

Trust does not return in leaps but stone by stone

Faith is not in words but in actions

Belief is not in promises but In words kept

And hope is not in illusions but in reality, strengthened by love

 

For…...

 

There is still enough warmth in the ashes to remind us of what we once had

Enough instructions in our scars to keep us from falling again.

The embers certainly retain the memory of the flame

And gravity still retains the right pull-force

 

We can reach across the chasm of the fractured orbit

to build again

With steadier hands

and understanding hearts

 

If we choose to…….

           

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