The Footsteps

Another story about God

He is always with us, we just sometimes did not notice it.

Footsteps and falling out of love

Sound of Footsteps

 And I hear his footsteps slowly walking away from mine.  All I hear is   sound of my own footsteps walking alone in the path both familiar to us.  The path we used to walk along together, the path which served as quiet witness of the bitter-sweet memories of once I believe was love.

Footsteps

When walking alone became sad

 It was a love I struggled for years.  A feeling I treasured in-spite of its imperfection. It was an endless journey to my dreams, when I made myself believe that it was for real, that his love was real.  But it’s time to wake up! I need to wake up even if I know I haven’t slept at all.  I need to force myself to wake up because, he is already wide awake

sometime a footstep is not just a footstep

when waking up is painful

Now I see his love slowly fading away. The sad thing that reality told me “that love can fade in someone’s heart, even at times when you still feel it overflowing in yours”. You may wish to stop it from fading but you can never be in control of somebody else’s feeling. It will be more painful to force someone to stay in love with you, especially if there was no love after all.

Alone

Falling apart

And I hear his footsteps slowly walking away from my life. All I hear is sound of my own footsteps walking alone in the path both familiar to us. And I go on walking hearing my lonely footsteps heading towards a direction that welcomes change and acceptance. A love that is not meant to exist in this world has its own painful destruction. And you’re not permitted to prevent it. You’ll see yourself watching the love you nurtured for years against all odds, slowly crushing into pieces. All you can do is watch it slowly fading away and suffer deep inside your heart.

 

Letting go

Now I can no longer hear his footsteps, for he never really stopped walking away from my life. And now completely alone in my journey, I came to appreciate my painful experience. Why should I feel pain to a lose love when I knew from the start that it was like a point of no return, a journey without destination, a union without a purpose? Why should I feel pain to my misfortune when I was given enough time to think about my choices and decisions? And why should I regret what I have given when no one persuaded me to give it away? Why should I regret things that once upon a time gave comfort to me?

Not really alone

We are not alone

 

Without his footsteps walking along with mine, I came to accept that his memories will always be at the lonely corner of my heart, but with a hope of forgetting and forgiving.  Just in case the wound left a scar, let it be a reminder not of pain but of the strength I didn’t know I have.

Not hearing his footsteps is still a sad experience, but walking alone made me hear the silent footsteps of our Lord slowly walking along with mine

God is always available for us

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DjBryle 6 years ago from Somewhere in the LINES of your MIND, and HOPEFULLY at the RIPPLES of your HEART. =)

"...Just in case the wound left a scar, let it be a reminder not of pain but of the strength I didn’t know I have..." I love this line miss Macel. I admire you so much for being so courageous and for being so loving, you are a true blessing to anyone who's life you touch. I hope you know that your light shines through my very soul with your hubs and the friendship you share with me.

I love this hub too... if some people have left you, you don't lose anything for giving your best. They just lost the chance to be with someone as loving as you. Voted up and I think I am going to share this at FB again. lol! Cheers! =) - jen -


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Maria Cecilia 6 years ago from Philippines Author

Jen this was written years ago, maybe 2006, that's how I wrote before Animal Scene, and I decided to include the rest here in hubpages, I mean,let's put the story in a proper use (hihihi). If you can read all, you will have an idea how I was...I have a blog too that I am reviving and I just smiled at how I wrote about resentments in the past years. I haven't written anything like this for a long time...thanks Jen


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Minnetonka Twin 6 years ago from Minnesota

What a wonderful journey that you shared with us. Love and loss and fear and strength. Life does teach us many lessons. Thanks for sharing your past with us.


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Maria Cecilia 6 years ago from Philippines Author

Minnetonka Twin thanks for visiting, yes life does...


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Poohgranma 6 years ago from On the edge

Voted this up. It is beautiful and should have a much higher place. Even though you say this was written a while ago, your present day strength was apparent even then. I love that you can channel your experiences and love into other, more happy and beneficial events that are now in your life.


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Maria Cecilia 6 years ago from Philippines Author

Poohgranma I really appreciate it you are really reading my stories, thank you so much... yes it happened before and it is here now to show realization that there is really a recovery from a broken heart...and yes these products of resentment that I had before became a channel. thanks to you

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