I used to think love happens once, last forever, and is simply bliss.
But maybe it isn’t always, and maybe that’s ok.
Maybe love isn’t only reserved for the sappy love story with the happy ending and promise of forever. Maybe sometimes love is a temporary experience of joy mixed with heartache. Maybe sometimes the ending, middle, and present is unclear. Maybe, sometimes, we love the wrong people for all the right reasons. Maybe sometimes our love is a broken love, unable to move forward, but instead we are forced to release the one we love, and move forward without them by our side.
But is this really love? Is it really love when it can’t move forward? Is it really love if it never commits to a set of vows? Is it really love when you have to let go before your heart is ready to? I use to think not, but maybe it is.
Certainly this is a different kind of love than our forever love, one with a holy God-given purpose and call to forever, yet it is still valid, still genuine, and still strong enough to change you, break you, and heal you… And maybe that’s the purpose of this temporary love, to prepare and mold for something even better?
Thing is, I do believe in forever love, but maybe that person isn’t the only one we love in this life, their simply the ones we love the most, and are privileged to love forever. Holding onto this, makes letting go of this temporary love easier, because we can know, if this was our forever, it would not be so easily vanishing, but both sides would be holding tightly to it.
Maybe we have to let go of love sometimes in order to hold out for our forever love. And that is certainly ok.
“You’re the one that I love, and i’m saying goodbye…”