„Breath taking memories and humbles wishes”

Unexpected „Hi. Nice to meet you”, those „first” in everything, breathless first kiss, frozen-hearted first break up, the sweet and memorable after break up first make up, that first touché „I love you!”, moments, nights spent togehter, words and feelings showed to each other, situations of „I’m here for you!”, a smile, a kiss, a touch, a look, an word, anything of what makes two an „us”... breath taking memories...
Loving can be the best thing that happens... it can bring you to the highest altitude one could see, but it can trample rough-shod over you drowning you deeper and deeper into dark... love can be everithing: the morning awake smile that makes the day sunnier and warmer as you lighen others day... it can be that wind as the sound of your peaceful soul wandering in an usual world making from „beautiful”- „miraculously wonderful”... it can be that push from behind that can change your life...the step that normally you wouldn’t make...
All these makes one feel worth living...makes one alieve...
But what happens in this mixture of breath taking memories when you find out that these feelings are not at the same intensity as yours? When you realise that your determination of fighting for your love even against everybody else can be, in his eyes, in front of the first hitch, the decision of forsaking love? What happens then? Where does that lead you?
I’ve learned that priorities in ones life are hierarchical... It can happen that in ones life you can be on a lower level than someone or something else... and this can make one back off and thrown you somewhere behind... And in ones decision the worst part is that you are allowed to do nothing... And sadly to say this, you are wiling for humble and humble wishes just so you cannot see everything you built tumbling down...

Sweet illusions thrown out to the window.... Reality brought me down to Earth with a bump... An old lesson that I cannot learn...