On love — 1

“How have you been since we’ve broken up?” I’m so glad you asked.

For three weeks I felt like my life was over. I’d never have a family, find love, have a child. You were my only chance, and it’s gone, and I’m done. Three weeks of hell, and void, and desperation.

Then it was like a blindfold was removed. I saw. I felt light, alive, enthusiastic, energetic. Sad at times, of course, but at the wasted energy, at the spilt love. In the back of my mind, I heard a whisper, then a murmur, coming closer like an ocean wave, whose rumble can be heard from miles away. You can try to ignore it…