Have a I lost something, misplaced it or walked away from it all together? Did I have a choice? Six months later it hurts like it was yesterday that he walked in, sat down beside me and said “I am leaving you.”
I made a phone call tonight. One that caused my soul to shatter, fall apart and later-later let go of a hope I’d been hiding all these many months.
Trying to understand is futile at this point. Trying to discern what could have been, why and how isn’t all that important anymore. Remain calm. Hold your head up high. Smile and move on.
I don’t know if it gets easier. That same feeling in my upper chest winced, shrunk and expanded as it does when those feelings come on strong. Enduring them is all I can do. I keep repeating that no one can take away my love. No one. But when the person you love does not love you it does cause one to question themselves about things left unspoken and phrases that never were written in haste, when the final departure did indeed take place.