Love will come and Love will go. As sure as the seasons will change. Love, can feel like being at the top of a mountain, and falling to the bottom at the same time. The pinnacle of love is the equivalent of a crimson wave. Hopeful, fearless, full of fear. It feels like you can’t breathe. Surrender is Lesson1 of Love. It does not matter how hard you push him away. You delete his phone number, you burn his things, you rid yourself of every trace of his memory. But when you close your eyes, he is there. When you close your eyes, the first thing you see are his. And you think about the Love once shared. The truthfulness, the sacred connection. And it eats away at you knowing that he has shared his Love with so many others before you. That he speaks to you of them. He tells you about their stories. And you start to realize that what you thought was special and significant, was just another conversation to him. You start to realize that he mistakenly put you in the same c