Embracing Love. A feeling that upends everything you know. It shatters the delusions, but what stays is love, a true emotion that brings peace and completeness.
Embracing Love: The Stary
She sat on the balcony, staring at the endless sky, feeling the wind whisper against her skin. The night stretched out before her, silent and infinite, yet inside, a storm raged.
Then her heart leaped out, restless, questioning.
“What are his feelings for you? Not the fleeting ones, not the soft whispers that fade with the dawn. Not the passing thoughts that come and go like clouds drifting lazily across the sky. No, what are the feelings that stay? The ones that burrow deep, take root in his soul, making a quiet home there. The ones he doesn’t voice, but feels, even when he’s too afraid to acknowledge them. The ones that have been accepted—settled in for the long haul, even if he doesn’t want them to be there. What are the feelings that are real, that he can almost touch, like something solid, something that won’t fade away?”
She wanted to know the emotions he had allowed to exist—subtly, perhaps even reluctantly—but had never truly erased. The ones he could almost touch. The ones that were real.
She let out a slow breath. Love, she had learned, sometimes needed acknowledgment. A whisper. A confirmation. Yes, I feel it too. But she couldn’t just ask him.
First, she didn’t have his number.
Second, even if she did, he wouldn’t answer her truthfully.
He would be afraid. He would hesitate. He would rationalize and dismiss. His mind would spin a hundred reasons why this connection was impossible, why it shouldn’t exist. He would be conscious of his words, conscious of her, and most of all—conscious of himself.
So, she did what she always did when she needed answers, when the world felt too complicated and the questions too heavy. She turned to the universe.
The universe knew both sides. It knew his heart, his thoughts, his fears—more than she ever could. It didn’t play games, didn’t sugarcoat, didn’t indulge in wishful thinking. It was aware of what was happening on both sides so if there was anyone who could answer her truthfully, it was the universe, the Prakriti.
The universe smiled and whispered back. “Go ahead. Not all answers are meant to be known. But when the heart asks, I answer. Because… the heart needs care, needs love, even if from far away.”
She shuffled her tarot deck, the weight of the cards grounding her, steadying the emotions swirling in her chest. She asked for clarity. For truth.
And the first card fell.
Tarot Card – Seven of Swords: The Deception of the Mind
A figure darted into the shadows, clutching swords close to his chest, eyes flicking over his shoulder as though he could feel the weight of a truth he wasn’t ready to face. Deception. Secrecy. A love that was forced to exist only in the dark, hidden from the world, and most painfully, from himself.
Her breath stilled.
His feelings for her—raw, consuming—felt like a game he didn’t fully understand, a trick played by the universe. If he dared to admit them, would they vanish into thin air? Would they be proven false, a figment of his imagination, a fleeting impulse that he would regret?
His heart, quiet but persistent, whispered, This is real. But his mind? It was a loud, chaotic echo, repeating, Not real. Not real. The conflict twisted inside him, gnawing at his every thought.
He hid his love—kept it locked behind walls so thick even he couldn’t break through them.
But it wasn’t rejection, not in the way one might think. It was survival. He had built a life, a world, a sense of self that made sense to him. This connection, this intensity, shattered everything he thought he knew about love and the rules he had lived by. It was too much, too unpredictable. Love wasn’t supposed to feel like this—it wasn’t supposed to upend everything. So, he did what he felt he had to do: he ran.
Not from her. Never from her. But from the enormity of what being with her meant. Because to love her would mean unraveling every piece of him, every carefully constructed layer of his life, and he wasn’t sure he could bear to let it all crumble.
He convinced himself it was safer this way, telling himself that the more he kept it in the dark, the more it would stay under control. But deep down, he knew the truth. The deeper the secrecy, the harder it would be to ignore the storm inside.
She closed her eyes again, shuffling the cards.
Tarot Card – Temperance: The Truth He Couldn’t Escape
She exhaled slowly, her fingers brushing the smooth edges of the cards as she pulled another.
Temperance.
The image of an angel emerged, poised and serene, effortlessly pouring liquid between two cups. But it wasn’t just water—it was something sacred, something unseen, a quiet but undeniable merging of two worlds, two energies, two souls that were always meant to come together.
A bitter smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
The universe wasn’t just revealing his fears—it was revealing him. The truth he couldn’t escape, no matter how hard he tried to run from it.
Temperance was the balance he fought against but could never truly break free from. It wasn’t just the merging of elements; it was the blending of lives, the realization that there was no clear boundary between him and her. There was no “him” or “her.” There was only them—this delicate dance that neither of them could stop, no matter how much they resisted. Two halves of the same soul.
He felt it. He couldn’t deny it.
It was in the way her name seemed to appear in his thoughts, unbidden, yet so familiar, like it had always been there. It was in the moments of stillness, in the spaces between breaths, when everything felt quiet enough for the truth to rise to the surface.
But belief, belief was the hardest part.
How could something so unreal—something so intangible—feel more real than anything he’d ever known?
How could he trust this connection, this force that didn’t follow any rules, that wasn’t bound by time or logic?
How could he surrender to it when he couldn’t control it?
The pull was so strong it felt like the very air around him was thick with it, but every step forward felt like stepping off a cliff. He could feel the gravity of it, tugging at his heart, but his mind screamed for him to hold back, to stay safe, to keep control.
And yet… the more he fought, the more the truth settled in—there was no escape. This wasn’t something to be controlled. This was something to be embraced.
Embracing Love: The Silent War Between Mind and Heart
She stared at the two cards before her.
The Seven of Swords—his fear, his escape, his refusal to believe.
Temperance—his truth, his knowing, the connection that whispered to him in ways logic never could.
He was caught between them, trapped in a silent war, a tug-of-war between his mind’s skepticism and his heart’s pull.
She sighed, her gaze lingering on the cards. She understood now. His feelings weren’t fleeting, weren’t just passing moments that would fade with time. They were real. But real didn’t always mean easy. It didn’t always mean it would be accepted or understood.
Sometimes, real just meant undeniable, whether he wanted it or not.
She gathered her cards and looked up at the night sky. The stars were scattered above, distant yet constant.
“One day, he’ll see,” she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible against the vastness of the world. “One day, he’ll believe.”
But until then, she would carry the truth for them both.
Her heart stirred again, tugging at her thoughts. I want more.
“I want to know more,” she said aloud. “I know it may hurt, but I need to know more. Today, I need to understand.”
With a steady breath, she closed her eyes, feeling the cards firm between her fingers, as if they were the bridge to something greater.
Tarot Card – The Star: A Love That Brings Peace
She shuffled the cards once more, and a familiar energy surrounded her. Another angel—this time with a gentle, unhurried presence—appeared before her. Her breath caught in her throat.
The Star.
Tears threatened to spill, but not from sadness. No, this was different. This was something bigger, something beyond what words could contain. It was vast, infinite, like the sky itself—endless and unbound.
Her mind wandered to a conversation from long ago. His words echoed, soft yet resolute.
“At the end of everything, what do you truly want?” someone had asked him.
“Peace,” he had answered, his voice steady.
And now, here it was. Here, in the soft glow of the stars.
She was his peace.
Even from a distance, even from where she was out of his reach, she was the stillness in his storm. The quiet that anchored him when everything else felt like chaos. She wasn’t someone who demanded attention or force. She was the silent comfort, the grounding force that existed on the periphery of his life, unwavering, waiting.
She was like a star—glimmering, unattainable, and yet still an ever-present part of the sky. Something to admire, something to yearn for, but never something he could hold.
And yet, this distance between them didn’t diminish her worth. If anything, it magnified it. The more out of reach she seemed, the more precious she became, like a distant star burning bright in the darkness.
She was serenity—pure, untouchable—but also a quiet kind of confusion. A force of healing, yes, but a force that could unravel everything he thought he knew about love, about life.
He might never say it. He might never speak the words, might never even fully understand the pull she had on him. But he felt it. Deep down, where logic couldn’t reach. He felt it.
And that was enough.
Or so she thought.
The Tower: A Love That Shatters Everything
Overwhelmed by the weight of the cards, she closed the deck, trying to ground herself. But before she could tuck them away, one card slipped free, fluttering silently to the floor in front of her.
She gasped, the air rushing out of her lungs.
The Tower.
Her fingers shook as she picked it up, the card a stark contrast to the serenity that had come before. This was no gentle message. No soft reassurance.
This was destruction. This was upheaval. The kind of change that didn’t just shift things—it obliterated the old, leaving nothing the same.
Her heart thudded in her chest as the truth of the card settled in.
He knew. He knew what she was capable of.
She wasn’t just peace. She was chaos, too. The kind of chaos that could crack open his carefully constructed world, shaking it to its core. He had built walls around himself, believing they would keep him safe, but she—she could bring them down with nothing more than a glance, a word, a moment of pure connection.
And that was terrifying.
Because she wasn’t the kind of force that could break him in a way that simply hurt. No, she could strip him bare, exposing every crack, every vulnerability. She could pull him apart, layer by layer, and force him to rebuild himself from the very ground up. And he wasn’t sure he was ready for that. For the uncertainty. For the unpredictability of it all.
He knew the intensity of it. How it would consume him. How it could change the entire course of his existence with just one smile, one touch. She was the kind of force that could unmake everything he thought he knew about life, about love, about himself.
And he didn’t know if he was strong enough to face it. Because if he let her in, really let her in, everything would shatter—everything. Nothing would ever be the same again. The world he had carefully constructed around himself would crumble, and there would be no going back.
Embracing Love: The Unspoken Truth
She closed her eyes, letting the truth sink into her soul, deep and heavy.
Intense love does that to you, doesn’t it? It’s not just about butterflies or fleeting moments of joy. It’s something far more complicated. It terrifies you. It makes you second-guess everything you thought you knew. It’s the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff, your heart racing, knowing that if you step forward, there’s no coming back. It’s life-altering. It’s uncontrollable.
He felt it all.
The deception of the mind—this can’t be real. How could it be?
The harmony of the soul—she’s a part of me, and I can’t imagine life without her.
The peace of her presence—I can breathe because of her, and in that breath, everything makes sense.
The chaos of her love—she could destroy everything I’ve built, and yet, part of me longs for it to happen.
She had asked the universe for his conscious feelings—something he understood, something he could put into words, or at least… something he could almost grasp.
The answer? It was clear, but it wasn’t easy.
He knew her. Not just in the surface way of liking someone or feeling drawn to them. He recognized her, at the deepest level. But he was scared—terrified, really. The Seven of Swords reflected that. He wanted to run, to convince himself this connection wasn’t real, that it was some illusion or trick, some cosmic mistake. But somewhere inside, beneath the layers of doubt, he knew.
Temperance and The Star spoke a different truth—one that could only be understood at the soul level. Their connection wasn’t strange, it wasn’t wrong. It was simply what was meant to be. It was written in the stars, in the space between them, where time didn’t matter and logic didn’t exist. There, where souls don’t fear, where love just is, it was natural.
But in the physical world, the Tower showed what happened when that love entered reality. It shook, it burned, it destroyed—because something this profound couldn’t fit into the small, structured lives humans tried to build for themselves.
But in the physical world? The Tower showed the chaos that erupted when this truth collided with reality. When this love—this kind of love—finally broke through. It didn’t quietly slip in. No. It shook him to the core, like a storm tearing apart everything in its path. It didn’t just challenge him, it redefined him. Because something this profound, this soul-shaking, couldn’t possibly fit into the neatly constructed little boxes humans so carefully build for themselves.
She let out a breath, holding the Tower card between her fingers. The card felt raw, like the truth it revealed.
“What are his feelings for me?”
The answer, she realized, wasn’t simple. It couldn’t be.
It never was with twin flames.
But it was undeniable.
She was his peace. She was his storm. She was everything he couldn’t reconcile within himself, yet everything he was drawn to.
And whether he was ready to accept it or not, whether he could fully comprehend it or not, she was his truth. The one truth that had always been there, waiting for him to see it.
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