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I cringe at his remark. "Ouch! Oh sweetie she really burned you."
Giving his hand a comforting pat I continue, " Don't worry about it girlfriend it's her loss. If she can't see how wonderful you are then she's just missing out."
His eyes filled with pain only sadden me more.
"Don't feel bad. I just found out that my ex who i was in love with for years in secret is having a baby with a woman he's known for a matter of days. So you see... it could be worse."
That was way to self pitying. Oh well maybe we can wallow together,
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I nod my head not being able to find the strength to talk.
Isabel/Calypso
I pull him towards the bed,"Lie down...I'm going to give you a massage." I turn to my dressing table cabinet and take out a bottle of lavender oil and pur some onto my hands and rub them together.
~~~~~LIZ~~~~~
I want to scream out his name and have him in my arms. I want to tell him how much I love him...I want to know if my sister really doesn't like me...
But I can't.
Magic is evil. All magic is wrong.
I walk out of the attic and down the steps to my room and collapse onto my bed releasing a muffled scream into my pillow. Now that we have Maria and Michael back my body hurts from my battle with the wall
She pats my hand as if trying to bring me comfort of some sort. But it doesn't work. Nothing can or will work.
" Don't worry about it girlfriend it's her loss. If she can't see how wonderful you are then she's just missing out."
"Don't feel bad. I just found out that my ex who i was in love with for years in secret is having a baby with a woman he's known for a matter of days. So you see... it could be worse."
I give her a confused look silently asking for her to continue.
" Yeah, but I don't regret leaving him that day.It was for the best. I just wish I would have been honest with him about it. So that we both hadn't been holding on to something that slipped away so long ago."
I take a deep breath before continuing.
"That's what real love is about though. I loved him enough to let him go."
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
"But the thing is I love her to much to let her go" I whisper to no one in particular. I admire Maria's strength she was able to let go of someone she loved but even though I am whitelighter I am not stronge enough. Many demons have tried to find my weekness and never found it..I didn't even know my weekness until now. Her..she is my weekness...my love for her. But yet she is also my strength.