The Giving

I loved you for so long, I didn’t think it was possible to love another…I couldn’t fathom it. But when I did…It was the most beautiful thing – exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Magical.

But even then I couldn’t help but think of you…I thought of how much it hurt loving you and how exquisite that pain was. I compared it to how effortlessly this new love unfolded with every interaction more blissful than the last.

I kept waiting for it to grow dim, but it didn’t.
I kept waiting for it to end but it didnt.
Love grew.

Love grew not because of what I received but because of what I could give!
Oh! The giving!
The giving of self to the one you love…

It is the beauty of this exchange that faded the scars that were once so deeply imprinted on my heart. I can no longer remember the pain. Now all you are is a reminder of what love shouldn’t be.

– Mamello Maitse

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Love Poem

I don’t know how to write love poems…
How to express what it feels like to to love and be loved.

– Mamello Maitse

Unravelling

I’m unravelling, scarcely able to stop myself from coming apart.
A whirlwind of emotions, spinning as my resolve unwinds.
What am I to do when the things once woven into my mind come undone?
I’m disentangled from myself…

Unravelled.

– Mamello Maitse