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…….
© Omar 2026
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