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 hear you whisper softly into my ears, a voice like the wind on a quiet night you were gentle, insistent saying It's time to love and let live. But I hesitate. I don't know what it means to love. I can live, yes, but love? Love has never been something I've been fond of, never something I've held close enough to understand.

You ask me what I think love is, and I'll tell you, it is a feeling lost in its own emotions. It is a river that does not know where it flows. You ask me how, and I say, Love is the blindness that makes the wrong person your right. When you love the wrong person, you do not see. You hand them the power to shape your world, to mold your thoughts, to define your worth. They take, they demand, and still, you offer them more because in your eyes, they could never be wrong.

But when love finds you in the arms of the right person, you become rich in something more precious than gold. Your heart is no longer a currency to be spent, but a treasure to be cherished. The right one will hold you close without caging you, discipline you with love while letting you run wild, teach you lessons you never realized you were learning. They will give you the world if you ask for it, but they will also smile and tell you, you were never meant to carry its weight alone.

And so I wait. I wait for the one who will hold me gently, not break me. But until he arrives, I whisper to myself the words I should have always known, the words that will keep me whole:

I am the love of the love of my life.

Because before anyone else, I must first belong to myself.

The Love of the Love of My Life