Your Puerto Rican friend connected to your best friend and her flying monkeys lied to you about me to keep us apart out of jealousy. She has kept her bisexuality a secret for a long time, as well as they fact she had the hots for me for years. So much so, when her place was being renovated in NYC, she rented out a room at my place on the UWS. I was happily engaged at the time (later broke it off) and every chance my fiance was not home, your friend would find some excuse to come talk to me either scantly clad in a towel, lingerie or naked. Although she has a beautiful figure, is rich and famous, I always brushed off her advances with polite humor. (If you confront her she will deny it. Although in the future I was given a vision of the three of you w/the bff having lunch and it all dawns on you at once like an epiphany: her, me, you, our past life together. The past spells she used (like the wicked witch) to keep you single. It all makes sense like a final puzzle piece coming together. And your shocked by it all ) Truthfully, I have never cheated on anyone I have ever been romantically involved with in my life. Having integrity is something I am proud of, esp when I look in the mirror knowing I treat others how I wish for my heart to be treated. Anyway, your friend and her mother are into Santaria. Usually, 98% of the time I am unaffected by such nonsense to be controlled. Except by one type of spellwork which is Love. Everything I am is governed by Universal Love as a force through my life, it is how we intuitives do the work we do: in service of Love and Humanity at all times. When your friend found out we met (because it went public) she was beyond jealous, but hid it from you. Afterwards, your friend lied to you to keep us apart and did a love/enchantment spell on me with the intention of hoping I would be enamored with her (which I am not btw) but love spells on me will only amplify the call spiritually to true love. Her witchcraft backfired, and instead of the universe bringing me to her it delivered me to you instead. Which explains the intensity of it all for me esp as an empath. I am living in the old song, “Don’t Leave Me This Way’ by Thelma Houston, resonating in a desire I can do nothing with because you are not here with me. Only hoping the feeling disappears because love unrequited is torture. It would be different if she had cast on us both when we were in our twenties, because we were more innocent and our hearts were more open. Time has allowed for a variety of lovers to take away slices of our soul pie that belongs to your one true love, now polluted with the energy of many. The more intimate partners, the more you lose yourself and traces of me within you. Even when true love arrives at your doorstep in a soul package like myself, you will not recognize me before you in all my vulnerability, much less make the effort to embrace me due to all your past relationships poisoning your perception. Although I can sincerely say I tried ..but it is time to let go and move on. A part of me on a soul level, will always miss the you everyone else got the chance to know. To know someone takes time and equal effort and it is a luxury neither of us can afford to waste in these unprecedented. The Universe has it’s own signals beyond my control and there is much work left to do in these remaining two years; I am grateful for finding you, sad for not having more time to love you one on one, but forever grateful to know you exist mi amour. Beyond all time and space, sacred love knows it’s place, from here to the infinity of time, I set our love free in this symphony of life… ❤️ #Namaste
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