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The Weight of Uncertainty


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His love and care have always been unconditional
a warm beacon guiding me through even the darkest hours. Yet, as i stand on the brink
of deeper closeness, a quiet fear
tugs at my heart. It’s
the fear of the inevitable impermanence of life:
What if one day, he is no longer by my side?


I’ve watched him selflessly give his all, his every gesture a silent promise of unwavering support. in those moments, i felt cherished beyond measure, safe in the glow of his affection. But with every tender smile and gentle word,
a shadow of doubt creeps in.
i worry that allowing myself to be truly vulnerable might set me up for an unbearable loss. The thought of his absence
feels like stepping off a familiar
path into an uncertain, lonely void.


This inner conflict is a bittersweet dance. My heart craves the warmth of his presence, yet my mind braces for the pain of potential absence. Each day,
i wrestle with the desire to fully embrace the gift of his love against the fear of a future where that love might vanish. it is in this tension between hope and trepidation that i find myself, questioning if the risk of deep connection is worth the chance
of eventual heartbreak.


In the quiet moments of reflection, i realize that
love true and unconditional is both a comfort
and a vulnerability. Accepting it
may mean facing loss, yet
it also means opening up to the possibility of extraordinary beauty and joy. And so, even as the fear lingers, I choose to cherish every moment of his presence, understanding that the risk of loss is inextricably woven into the fabric of a love
that makes life so profoundly rich....


❤️



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Purplee Heart(Elisa_Dass) said:
The Weight of Uncertainty


｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈•ﾟ｡


His love and care have always been unconditional
a warm beacon guiding me through even the darkest hours. Yet, as i stand on the brink
of deeper closeness, a quiet fear
tugs at my heart. It’s
the fear of the inevitable impermanence of life:
What if one day, he is no longer by my side?


I’ve watched him selflessly give his all, his every gesture a silent promise of unwavering support. in those moments, i felt cherished beyond measure, safe in the glow of his affection. But with every tender smile and gentle word,
a shadow of doubt creeps in.
i worry that allowing myself to be truly vulnerable might set me up for an unbearable loss. The thought of his absence
feels like stepping off a familiar
path into an uncertain, lonely void.


This inner conflict is a bittersweet dance. My heart craves the warmth of his presence, yet my mind braces for the pain of potential absence. Each day,
i wrestle with the desire to fully embrace the gift of his love against the fear of a future where that love might vanish. it is in this tension between hope and trepidation that i find myself, questioning if the risk of deep connection is worth the chance
of eventual heartbreak.


In the quiet moments of reflection, i realize that
love true and unconditional is both a comfort
and a vulnerability. Accepting it
may mean facing loss, yet
it also means opening up to the possibility of extraordinary beauty and joy. And so, even as the fear lingers, I choose to cherish every moment of his presence, understanding that the risk of loss is inextricably woven into the fabric of a love
that makes life so profoundly rich....


❤️



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Standing like a cat on the wall..
 
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