You’re My Fate – Part 17

 The Waiting Heart

To give a beautiful answer... one that isn’t spoken out of pressure or panic, but truth.
That’s all I ever wanted—truth wrapped in love, even if it comes late.

I’ve been quiet lately, not because I’ve stopped loving,
but because I know love isn’t about holding tight when the other is trying to breathe.
It’s about stepping back, with pain in your chest but peace in your soul,
hoping they’ll find their way—not just to you, but to themselves.

I still remember how his eyes would search mine as if they held a home.
How he’d say little things with meaning layered between his pauses.
He wanted me. I saw it. But something in him always ran from forever.
I’ve stopped chasing him—not because I don’t love him,
but because I want him to choose me without fear, without doubt, without force.

And if he doesn’t?

Then maybe I was just a light to guide him... and he, a lesson in unconditional love for me.

But in the silence,
when the world sleeps and my mind whispers his name...
I imagine us,
Sivam and Rasiya, somewhere under a starlit sky,
not talking, just existing—with fingers lightly touching,
and hearts knowing that whatever storms came,
we chose each other—again and again.

Because love... real love... doesn’t vanish.
It waits—not for the person, but for the right moment.

And until that moment finds me,
I will love him in silence,
with grace.

Because no matter where life takes us...
He’s my fate.
And even fates take time to find their way back home.

The Golden Birthday

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