Bound by Love, Separated by Belief
love was never enough
There were moments when I believed that love could conquer everything — that if two people cared about each other enough, nothing else would matter. But then there’s you. and I realized that sometimes, love alone isn’t enough. We had everything — except for the same beliefs.
Falling for you was effortless, I can still remember myself loving you the moment I looked into your eyes. We laughed together, we dreamed together, and somehow planned our future together. But as much as we tried to ignore it, the difference in our beliefs is always there, waiting for the right time to separate us.
I wanted so badly to believe that we could make it work. I thought that love is powerful enough for us to overcome anything, even our differences in faith. But love, as powerful as it is, couldn’t bridge the gap between us.
We were two hearts beating in different rhythms, and no matter how much we tried, we couldn’t sync our lives to the same song.
It’s still hard to think about what could have been. I always find myself wondering if things would have been different if we had shared the same beliefs. I don’t know. But what I do know is that you will always have a place in my heart. I’ll remember you as the one who got away — not because we didn’t love each other, but because we couldn’t reconcile the parts of us that were at odds.
I always wanted to take the risk — to hold on, to fight for what we had, but deep down, I knew it wasn’t fair to either of us.
love shouldn’t mean asking someone to change the core of who they are
and neither of us should have to choose between our love and our beliefs.
I’ll always cherish the time we had together, the memories we shared and the bittersweet knowledge that all of it we’re not enough. I’ll carry the weight of what we could have been. You were my almost, my what-if, my could-have-been. and even though we couldn’t make it work, I know we loved each other enough.
Sometimes, love alone isn’t enough to overcome things that are beyond our control. And as much as it hurts to let go, I know it’s the right thing to do. We loved each other, but we loved ourselves enough to know that we couldn’t change for each other. And in the end. that’s what true love is — wanting the best for someone, even if it means letting them go.
INC ‘yan s’ya HAHAHHAHA
