Hurt Loved

I was once in love with a woman that only loved me for what I can do for her. She loved me until she got the one she wanted. I couldn't be mad at her though because the truth is I was using her to escape the pain I was feeling. To numb my pain with what she could offer lustfully and through a strained and painful relationship. Her love and her body was my medication for extreme depression and hatred.

I was in love with a married women. Though we were never intimate or sexually intimate I was in love with the idea of being in love with her. I was lesd to believe the marriage never was real and that it dissolved, but I knew deep down something was amiss. I wanted to be loved by someone and why not the person I was crushing on for so long. But the guilt and shame I felt and the reminder that so many people have been hurt because of adulterous relationships; this relationship was killing me and I resolved to end it, but couldn't because I was in love with the idea of someone being in love with me and wanting to marry me. It ended of course when I found out the marriage was in fact real, but man did it hurt. I'm so ashamed of this and it kills me even to this day. I hate myself deeply for this for loving another man's wife. I know God has forgiven me, but the darkness still burns and it is forever etched within my heart. The hurt is still fresh.

I was in love and I loved a woman who couldn't truly be with me. I loved her so much I was willing to forsake all others and give my life, my mind, body, and soul to her. To devote my all. She was to be my second whole and I hers. To be my help mate and the lover I craved endlessly. I was in love with being in love, especially being in love with her. I wanted her to be my Eve and I wanted to create a Garden of Eden with her. The tears burn as they stain my face and bleed from my eyes. I still love her, but I had to let her go or she had to let me go. The lines are so blurry. I still love her, but...

I was in love with the lust of this world and it nearly destroyed who I am and what I have the potential of becoming.

Love hurts and Hurt Loved.

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