If you have loved and lost, and your love was true, truer than the color blue, then you will never recover, it all depends on how true your love was. Love that was truer than the splash of a tidal wave, or a tsunami, or a bolt of lightening, or as gentle and needy as a stray cat's meow as she licked the milk you put out for her: this love will never be lost. When the wind blows and your lover walks away to see life on her own: it is a spiritual connection that you will never lose. Adonai becomes your Lover instead, and all of life afterwards is provided to you as a gift from God.
A love that quakes your inner passions like a spitting volcano, every time you wake in the morning; love that enabled you to sleep on a rock instead of a pillow and not feel the stiffness in your neck,... real love. Love that changed you into a better person, when she leaves, you will continue to be that person. When love strikes you like a quick slip on pavement and you fall! But do not break a leg. Such is the luck of a true love. When every blue sky is your heaven, and you shared your heavens with your lover, this will never change, all your skies will still be blue. Soul mates for life, and in death, buried amongst your lover's family, one love, two loves, true loves. A hearty hardy heart, with a soft open palm, will never lose its vitality. Love spreads around, once you have caught it, it never disappears, you have it and you have it forever. Such is the affair of the broken-hearted. Your heart has been struck by Cupid. She may disappear, but her love for you itself, that is within your spirit, will linger on for eternity...like a forever blooming flower.
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