Lovingheart

To Love, To Lose, To Heal is a poignant journey through love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. It follows a soul who loved deeply, lost painfully, and is now left to pick up the shattered pieces of a heart that once beat for another.

In a world where love is both salvation and destruction, the struggle with lingering emotions, haunting memories, and the weight of what could have been. Torn between holding on and letting go, between the past and an uncertain future, they must confront their pain, their fears, and the truth they’ve been avoiding, healing isn’t about forgetting; 

it’s about finding the strength to live again.

This novel is a raw, intimate exploration of love’s beautiful agony, the wounds it leaves behind, and the resilience it takes to rise again. To Love, To Lose, To Heal is for anyone who has ever loved too much, lost too deeply, and still found the courage to heal.

To love, To lose, To heal

I wanted you to forget me. I wanted you to move on. But at the same time, I wasn't ready to let you go. So I kept appearing before you, passing by as if by accident, convincing myself that if I saw you enough, I'd finally be able to get over you. But that was a lie. Because every time we spoke, I found myself smiling. Every time I heard your voice, I laughed. And every time we met, I longed to talk to you more.

Yet, despite wanting you, I kept running, from my feelings, from my desires, from the truth I was too afraid to face. I told myself I was choosing my family's advice over my heart's longing, that I was doing what was right, but in the end, all I found was sadness. Sadness, filled with thoughts of you.

You never gave up on me. You never stopped trying. You never walked away, even when I pushed you away. You kept trying to win my heart back, even when I refused to hold on. And I-I kept lying to you, lying to myself.

The truth is, I never really knew what I wanted. Or maybe I did, but I was too much of a coward to reach for it. I spent so much time focusing on giving my family what they wanted that I forgot to ask myself what I wanted. And now, I've made my decision, not to listen to my heart, not to follow what it aches for, even if it means breaking myself in the process.

I'm sorry for loving you. I'm sorry for making you love me, only to leave you behind with the weight of my hardest thoughts. If I could have been stronger, if I could have fought for us maybe this story would have had a different ending. But this is the path I chose, and for that, I can only say... I'm sorry for loving you and making you love me only to leave behind my hardest thoughts....