Counterfeit…

As a Life Size Heavenly Doll the heart is willing to love and be loved. To have hope that dances like jellybeans in the tummy from the excitement of finding rest in the heart of one that’s so precious and priceless is one thing. Yet, to love one that’s precious and priceless and devoting your all into what you hope would blossom into something that would make you an honest individual. But, the disappointment of it never exists, leaves you breathless.

In devoting purity and loyalty into one that you looked upon and you’ve found peace, joy, happiness an safety. And you’ve done It all with high hopes it wasn’t in vain. Which is always pleasurable to the soul to know that it wasn’t done in vain.

After years of excepting being treated so poorly and lowering your standards for the very person you know without a doubt {two hearts beat as one} inside both souls, has now taken root as the biggest nightmare that hell can hold.

How can your heart find peace in kissing the lips of that one special person that can with a blink to the eye rip your heart completely out and act as if nothing was never done to you. In fact, manipulating it all as if it was you that has ruined everything. Can and in proving fact; will present itself as if it’s death that’s knocking on the door of your soul to take you away as his bride.

What can be done after much betrayal and sacrifice to hold onto someone that now you see, has been a counterfeit for years? How can you get back the days of pouring out so much of your true and pure side that loved beyond your control.”

The nights you’ve prayed your soul out and missed sleep over” The financial seeds that you didn’t have but yet you sowed anyway, because you bank on the love that you genuinely thought was real and pure.

How do you bounce back from this and not become bitter and still be able to love again?!

You think to yourself, are you not worthy” Why does it appear that everyone around you has love yet you don’t” Will you ever become free again to love as deeply as you did for that one that spoke, (don’t abandon me, you’re mine for life, you belong to me and we are all we got) etc. Yet, they speak so harsh to you and mistreat you as if you’re the doormat that lays at the entryway waiting patiently for their arrival.

Situations as can take a toll on your mental state as well as your health. If not carefully handle me with delicacy and much prayer”

Funny, when you find the strength to speak on it, you’re judged or either talked about as if it’s nothing to feel the way you do. (some spiritual counselors say it will pass, but never speak on what do you do until the passing takes place)“

Prayer is always good. And Is Desperately Needed.

As well as being comforted from a counterfeit lover who broke you for nothing”

Understand that it hurts right now, but stand with faith on time and prayer for that healing that will take root as broken skin that mends itself back together from an open wound..

Be Better And Not Bitter…