Its amazing how just one little incident can change your life forever. I’ve spent the better part of the last 8 months waiting in vane that painful little twinge in my heart that never goes away. Hopeful and patient but lost and alone.
I thought about this girl 24 hours a day, I dreamed of her. She was the first thing I thought about when I woke up, and the last thing I thought about before I fell asleep.
Last night was the tipping point, one simple little incident and just like that I knew it was over. I couldn’t believe it, like switching off a light I had no more feelings. No loss, no pain, nothing, it all just drained out of my body and along with it all the pain was released.
I neatly packaged her up in a little mental bottle, filled it with love and threw her out, back to the universal sea from which she came.
I woke early today and I felt completely at peace. I have been wasting so much mental energy exhaustion has ruled my life for far too long. I went for a long slow jog in the early morning drizzle and it dawned on me, I’m finally free.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.