Decision to leave 😓💚

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I know we are not meant to be together but still my heart only craves for you. 
Every inch of my body craves for your presence. 
It doesn't matter how many times my brain strictly ceases my heart to not thinking about you and wanting you but my vulnerable heart always wins in the fight between choosing you and letting you go.
This is just the sign how much I owe my heart, my soul and my body to you.
Loving you, wanting you will always lead me to the eternal and countless sorrow. 
But my love for you is endless and beyond any imagination and this is what makes me strong enough to love you this hard and this is what gives me strength to not give up on you.
Yes, I can love you and still let you go for me this is what love is all about. 
Love could never be forced between two people it could only be conspired between those who passionately want to be in it. 
Why should I stop you to stay by my side? 
You never asked me to love you this hard. 
You never forced me to do those little things which I always loved doing it for you. 
This is me who decided this endless pain and sorrow for myself till end of the time. 
This is me who wanted to experience this true essence of pleasurable pain of being in love. 
If we are not afraid of being in love. 
Then why we are afraid of being hurt? 
I know loving somebody would never be same as loving you. 
It's privilege to get my heart broken by someone I truely loved. 

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