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Tossing and turning, the air so hot and humid; No sound, but for the whirring of the fan. My thoughts are so busy and take me to the future and also to the past, I feel sadness then excitement, happiness, joy and it takes my breath away.. So many emotions fighting with each other it makes me dizzy, I feel every beat of my heart, it pounds so hard I can see the rise and fall in my chest. It aches for the ones I have loved and lost; It aches for the new love I have found. Laying here in my bed, I make peace with my emotions, It is an honour and a privilege to have been able to love and be loved so completely. Love is not a given in life, yet, I have been dealt the winning hand twice. I finally feel content and safe and accept this new love that consumes me.
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Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 3:07 AM UTC
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Tossing and turning, the air so hot and humid; No sound, but for the whirring of the fan. My thoughts are so busy and take me to the future and also to the past, I feel sadness then excitement, happiness, joy and it takes my breath away.. So many emotions fighting with each other it makes me dizzy, I feel every beat of my heart, it pounds so hard I can see the rise and fall in my chest. It aches for the ones I have loved and lost; It aches for the new love I have found. Laying here in my bed, I make peace with my emotions, It is an honour and a privilege to have been able to love and be loved so completely. Love is not a given in life, yet, I have been dealt the winning hand twice. I finally feel content and safe and accept this new love that consumes me.
kath-milne
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Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 3:07 AM UTC
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