Leaving the man you love is insane. This is puzzling. It's impossible!
But for her it is possible. It would be insane if she stayed. Do not judge her. Do not beat stones. You need to be at least in her place to understand what she is doing.
She is beautiful, intelligent, sensitive.
She is like a full moon in a dark cold night.
She takes the sand and turns it into stars.
She is magic. She is love itself.
She waited so long to find him. She loved him more than her own life. But guess what? She left him.
With tears in her eyes and pain in her heart, she let him go free.
She left him because she wanted morethan just to hear nice words. She wanted more than great sex.
She needed more than gifts, words and sex.
She wanted to see deeds.She craved his presence in every area of her life.
She wanted attention. She wanted at least sometimes he would cook something for her, no matter how bad or good.
She wanted him to ask how her day was and what plans she had for the evening.
She wanted him to take her on dates.
She wanted him to give her flowers at least once a year.
She just wanted to live. To listen to her. To appreciate it.
She wanted to be the one and only woman in his life.
She is a new land that wanted to be discovered. But he never tried to get to this land and get lost in its forests. He remained on the shore and decided to look at it from afar.
And over time, that land died. She died. She was not open.
She left because she was a book that he never bothered to pick up and at least leaf through. He thought the cover was the most valuable. He did not know that under her is a whole kingdom of gold.
She felt like a flower that had to be constantly watered. But he forgot to do it every day. Flower wilted and died.
Little by little she began to lose her light. She turned into a candle that could go out at any time.
Love should lift you up, open your heart wide, make you happy. And her love makes sad.
She gave and gave, gave and gave. But received nothing in return.
She told him what she missed, and he heard her, but never really listened.
He took it for granted.
He thought she would stay, no matter what.
He knew that she did not need words, money, hugs, or good sex. She needed a person with whom she could share her thoughts and emotions.
A man who wants to share her dreams with her. A man who is not too busy chasing his dreams without noticing her.
She needs a man from whom she will not even think about leaving. So that she would not have to choose between her man and her happiness.
She wanted a man who himself is happiness.
She left, but he did not fully understand why.
She knew that in a year or two, or ten, he would understand. He will look back and understand what it took to hold her in his arms.
She will always love him for love that has not turned into a relationship. She tried to save the relationship, but they had already been dispelled by the wind.
She loves him, but she had to put herself first, at least once.
She wants him, but she had to leave.
She left to find herself that she lost. She will return herself to her place, roll all the wounds into the bandage and continue on her way alone.
She left to love herself again, find out the price for herself and turn the sand into stars again.
And maybe, just maybe,one day, some man will make her his star, and then she will not need to ever create stars again, because she herself will become one of them.