it all comes back to..

By Lezel Simons

It all comes back to.. is a poetic love story. It speaks of love in many forms, what love is and what it can be. How love of self translates to love of another. How our experiences shape how and who we love. It is an epic love story that teaches lessons of life and love, a story about writing, poetry, soulmates, soul purpose and most importantly selflove.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: May 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781008981546

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Lezel Simons

it all comes back to..

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She Was a Warrior All Along

To love

In the beginning was theWord,and theWordwaswith God, and theWordwasGod.      John 1 v1

This is a story, of many stories. One life intertwined with many in this life. Maybe in many lifetimes.

This is a story of love, many loves, soulmates and true love.

if you inspire a poet to write about you

you either touched their heart or broke it

one look at you and something irrevocably changed in me clicked into place the moment

our eyes first met just one look

is all it took

-the eyes are the windows to the soul

does love at firstsightreally exist?

for us it did

not a conscious knowing of suddenly being in love it was-

both subtle and overwhelming calming and exhilarating butterflies,

heart flutters, goosebumps

time slowing down and speeding up loud cosmic silence

seeing and being seen for the first time

our meeting unknown to us would be

the most significant event of our lives

we were in love before we ever met

I have always loved you and you me

every cell in my body lit up

started dancing

and gravitated towards you

I have always felt small, invisible

like I was yelling

at the top of my lungs and no sound came out I put on shows

and no one showed up until you

-the sun illuminates the moon

I wanted to believe fairy tales do come true

could I really have found you a perfect match

instead, I wondered where is the catch? there must be a catch

girls like me do not get tobe

with boys like you boys like you

do not fall

for girls like me

-the stories we tell ourselves, passed on by those before us

have you ever met someone and thought?

oh shit!

I am in trouble

-and still I could not stop myself

you whirl-winded into my life

and exited just as swiftly, as you blewin

sunny and warm happy and bright my eyes

blinded by your light the clouds are rolling in an impending storm rain and wind

I feel the thunder rumbling deep preceded by an angry roar

next will come the flashing light and then I'll weep

pouring down tears a violent release

a powerful cleanse for as long as I need breaking down walls old worlds

built in fear

and when I'mspentI'll slowly breathe a gentlebreeze

the storm once again will relent

all I remembered for a long time

in the weeks after

you disappeared from my life was me, a broken mess

on the bathroom floor and the nights

I cried myself to sleep

-ghosted

the sudden absence of you was only part of my agony

the rest was the conflictbetween my heart and my head dissecting themoments

we shared

and being unable

to come to a conclusion because one moment

I was sure you loved me and the next

I wondered

if you ever cared did I imagine it all?

-what you believe is what you perceive

when it is hurting let go

you are holding on too tight

being separated from you

was like having a body part severed maybe because I was more me

with you

than I ever was before I wanted the person

I was when I was with you

I wanted to feel what I felt with you

-lost in each other

I chose to believe you never cared

that it