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Love Never Dies

Don’t let fear decide your fate.

By Celestia MorellePublished 6 years ago 4 min read
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When I scheduled my senior year of high school, I had a graduating boyfriend, a perfect room all to myself, and a plan for my future. That summer before my senior year was definitely a blast, and it definitely happened too fast. My first week into school, my sister was in my room and we were getting ready for school. I heard a crash of thunder, which I thought was coming from outside. Minutes later my brother runs upstairs, screaming how water was coming into his room. We run downstairs and sure enough, our house was flooding after that. It was a strain on my family for a long time. I once again had to share a room with my sister, and my studies were off to a bad start from missed classes. I was also working and trying to maintain my extra curriculars. Three weeks later, my relationship failed, and he decided to go his separate way. I was devastated.

The day I met my soulmate was not a good day. I was tired, angry, and full of remorse. I heard my previous love was moving on. It put me in a terrible mood, and I felt honestly lost. There was a place I could go, “my office” I called it. It had become my sanctuary where I tried to remember who I was and what I was doing with my young trivial life. I climbed the stairs two steps at a time and this boy was sitting in my chair, doing something on my computer. To me I felt like the captain of a ship and this boy was the symbol of a mutiny. The only thing I could say was a firm and rude, “Move.”

His eyes shifted to me and he glared. “You don’t have to be so mean.”

He got up quickly and stormed past me. I was still mad, so I angrily sat at my computer, and then I wanted to cry. I knew I was being unreasonable, that my emotions were haywire, but I couldn’t help it. I was lost.

I felt bad, so I started to pay attention to the one who had attempted to put me in my place. I added him on Facebook, followed him on Instagram because I was determined to not be that kind of girl again.

During Christmas break we started talking and within days I knew I could tell him anything. We started to date and before Christmas break was even over, he told me he loved me. Instantly, I wanted to say it too. I don’t even remember if I did, but soon after, I broke it off. I had been hurt too recently, and even though I wanted to dive into something with him, I trusted my instincts. I was going to be moving away for college and I worried that I would be leading him on.

Ironically, when school started back up we had a class together. It was like a sign from the gods. We became good friends after that, but somewhere along the way I started dating one of his best friends. It was not my highest moment. He was strong, attractive, and I regret every second. With young attractions come young complications. He would quilt me into so many things and then tell me he couldn’t live without me. When we all graduated, my friend had become one of my best friends, and my boyfriend was my enemy. I left for college, where I would come to find who I truly was. I took on the motto “don’t let fear decide your fate.” It is still something I say to myself everyday.

I left my loser partner and I tried with my friend again, but I had decisions to make, and I didn’t want to wait forever. He was so hesitant because I lived far away. I didn’t blame him. Months were going by, and thought I had found my soulmate in someone older and wiser, but then he told me he could never be with me because even though he loved my soul, he could never love my body.

Soon after I had a personal loss I never thought I would go through. In the end, my friend was there for me, more than anyone else. We started talking again, and that’s when I realized I loved him. He had always been there for me, even though I hadn’t always been there for him. He had my back, my heart, and my soul. I spent three months telling him almost every day that I loved him. A year and a half since that first Christmas break, we were dating again, but this time hopefully for good.

Today we live together, have a small fluffy dog, and go on adventures all the time. We are coming up on three years of being partners in crime, and almost five of being best friends. When they tell you love is forever, love is easy; THEY ARE RIGHT. In the entire time we have been together, we’ve never once fought or been in a heated argument. We have disagreed on things, of course, because we aren’t the same person, but we are solid. For that I will always tell people, if that job makes you miserable, or that partner makes you feel belittled, LEAVE.

Don’t let fear decide your fate.

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About the Creator

Celestia Morelle

When I write, I connect with a part of me that otherwise doesn’t exist. She’s a flame that I spend hundreds of thousands of words trying to grasp. I hope you feel her too when you’re reading. I turn the sirens voice into art, for she is me.

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