I Walked Away From Love

Tuesday 8th July 2025 Written by Dvonne Loring

I wrote this piece at the end of May 2025

It describes the journey of coming the closest I ever have to True Love and having to let it go

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I’m here again

With a tender heart having to say goodbye to a connection that invited me into new depths of intimacy

My world unexpectedly collided with the most fascinating man I’ve ever met

We would each say things and it was as if the other had stolen it from our lips

The sense of attunement between us, unmatched

We could anticipate one another with incredible accuracy

Shared visions would come to us

The resonance, profoundly palpable

The dance of polarity rhythmically breathing between us

We shared a synergy

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The courage

The presence

The intention

The vulnerability

The open heart

The gifts

These were all offerings to this Sacred Connection we were creating

Very quickly

We could both feel the potential of this becoming True Love despite several unconventional factors 

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We were in courtship for just over two months before we met

Though the cause for insatiable longing

This supported us to explore compatibility, unadulterated

Chemistry didn’t need to be explored; it was felt

Our meeting was a moment of truth

Is this connection the one our soul’s sign the contract for sacred union?  

To our surprise…

and devastation

This wasn’t it

The smell of a man is very important to me

I’m not talking about hygiene or cologne

I’m talking on a deeper level that descends conscious thought

This is primal, biological and evolutionary attraction

Where my soul wants nothing but to drink Him in

I thought I knew what he was going to smell like

And so when I encountered him

I was taken back that he smelt very different

It threw me

Everything else was aligned with this man

This remarkably inspiring masculine man

E v e r y t h i n g

I was confused (I still am..)

“This isn’t right” I thought

I tried to circumvent this and asked that he not wear cologne

I gave myself time and space to allow this relational piece to breathe (literally and figuratively)

And as much as I didn’t want it to be true

I couldn’t deny that this was a gateway I wasn’t being invited into

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This was an unprecedented act of honouring my intuition

And let me tell you

It didn't feel good

I felt jaded

I was angry

I felt played by the universe

"Why bring this man into my life just to rip him away?

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He couldn’t have done anything different

He didn’t do anything wrong

This choice was out of our hands

It had been made for us

It’s been challenging to reconcile all the magic

all the resonance

all the synchronicity

that allowed us

to find each other

The beauty of our unfolding is one I (still) marvel in

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I’m devoted to True Love

This means letting go of what’s not for me to allow what is

This fucking humbled me

He and I were meant to meet

But this wasn’t meant to be our forever

This blind sighted us

I shattered this man’s heart while simultaneously breaking my own

He wrote in a post of his own - “my heart may be broken, but it will never be closed..."

This was one of

among the many things

that brought us together

Our hearts are alike

So alike it’s like they shared the same heartbeat

It’s inconceivably tempting to want to hold on to our connection 

I genuinely struggle with letting go

Yet this is what I'm being asked to do so that neither of us take up space in each other’s lives and hearts that is in fact meant for someone else

To let go of a man whom I was falling in love with

Whom I not only saw but felt a vision of our future with

To let go of a man who reminds you that the kind of men you dream of, are out there

To let go of a man that reminds you that good men do exist

Yes darlings

I must let go of that which is not mine to have

Something great was lost in order for something greater to arrive

He said to me

moments after I broke his heart

that whoever He will be

for me

will be a very lucky man

I can close my eyes and imagine

the pure radiance of the woman who will be Her

for him

what a stunning woman she will be

Truthfully

and tenderly

my heart is sore knowing it’s not me… 

“The broken hearted are the bravest among us - they dared to love” - Brene Brown

So yes - here I am again

Nursing a heart that again chose to live and Love

Why?

Because I value that more than anything

And I believe in Love that much

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Gosh I feel my anguish revisiting this

The standard has soared to new altitudes after this experience

I'm a hopeless romantic and can equally feel hopelessly doomed

I hold it all in the same palm and still, I choose this

Despite how intolerably vulnerable it can be

Even with a trembling heart

Not because it's easy

But because I'm choosing to stay soft even when / after it hurts

And because holding the sacred space for my person and our union until He arrives drenches my life with meaning

Mmmm how breathtakingly beautiful

xx

To DG,

Thank you for it all