OVERPOWERED
The day felt normal, the usual, the only difference was that my partner developed feelings for someone else. The one who was perfect in every sense, understanding my outbursts, better at communicating than me, speaking words of love, and staying mature when hard times came crashing down on us. I never asked for love and avoided it at all costs, yet an angelic presence on the earth fluttered towards me and held my hand as if saying, 'You deserve love.' My heart backed off only to be pulled back as love began surrounding me.
However, my soul has backed off into darkness now. I wasn't loved completely on my birthday when my efforts on my partner's birthday brought smiles on faces other than my partner's. Things occurred in front of my eyes, I ignored them. Ignoring was a sign of my impolite outburst of rudeness towards a lot of people. It wasn't tough to calm down, having the patience of a saint. Everything was supposed to go downhill after I anticipated that my partner would confess out of guilt and I’d leave. Leaving? It never stood a chance.
A part of me knew for months something was going on, love just doesn't let you let go of the trust, and that trust stayed until it had to spiral down into a pit. Not believing your intuition costs you a lot. The initial denial. the hurt after moving on from denial, accepting that it happened, and yet, my heart does not desire to beat for someone else. Partly, I'm relieved by my emotions and thoughts. In a duration of less than a month I didn't go wildly crying or into an episode of depression that would've lasted for months. My belief of not being affected so much would be due to the love, the damn emotion, it overpowers everything. And with an open mind, I allowed the overpowering act for an end filled with killing every negative aspect to let the positive ones bloom in our life.