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Life is too short for boring stories

You say my eyes have lost their shine since I left you. In it you found so much sparkling joie de vivre and cheerfulness, balance and connectedness, understanding and dreaminess, laughter and happiness. Everything that I can only feel when I’m with you. So, it would be only logical that my eyes have lost their shine since I left you. Or so you say.

With interest I look at the pictures that have been taken since then, compare them with those from the time before and find no difference, except your wish that my eyes lose their shine when I dare to make a decision, this about leaving you. Because you mean that there should be no joy of life and no cheerfulness, no balance and no connectedness, no understanding and no dreaminess, no laughter and no happiness for me if you are not in my life.

“One day you will understand what you lost in me when you left me. And then you will be heartbroken and regret everything,” you mean. Maybe it will do you good if you can convince yourself that I am suffering from my decision, your ego and your self-worth. You may need it to make you feel better. And the self-affirmation that you can still bring tons of women into your bed. But it has nothing to do with love.

Love is when I enjoy the shine in your eyes and try to rekindle it when it threatens to fade away. It is when I, selflessly and unconditionally, wish that you find joy in life and cheerfulness, balance and connectedness, understanding and dreaminess, laughter and happiness in you, no matter what role I play in your life, because love stands on its own, does not require your approval. She does not enjoy your suffering in order to strengthen herself. Don’t worry about a house or a car or any other common possession, no possession at all, not even owning yourself. Love is when I release you to yourself and accept that paths that part ways that led together for a time also part again. Love is when I can give you the wish that you will make the best of your life that you can.

But you mean that I must be unhappy because I left you, even if I don’t know anything about it myself. Because you are someone who is so impressed in every way that I have to crave you for the rest of my life. In truth, you can’t stand to have been abandoned. Then when you leave. It doesn’t fit into your view of the world that I just go on living without worrying about you.

But if you manage to leave all the defiance and obsession, egocentricity and stubbornness aside, then you will see that the shine is still in my eyes, even though I have left you and you will be happy with me about it.

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