Love is, hard.
Feelings in general are tricky, but the big ones like love, anger, hope and frustration – well what are we supposed to do with them?
The person or event that triggered them may well be gone but the emotion is still there and all you can really do is wait. Wait through the slow half-life of emotional fade studded with the inevitable inconvenient spike of like-yesterday pain.
Maybe putting the emotions in a box or behind a wall will help, but they’re still there and at some point they need to be dealt with, but how? Or maybe just wait. Wait for past love to be nothing but a shadow, wait until you don’t remember and think that perhaps it was a mirage, a possibility that you conjured from hope sprinkled with glittering, impossible promises.
So dig out the soundtrack and wallow, test the place where you used to be able to push your fingers through the tear in your heart. How has it healed? Is it still bruised? Is there a scar? Or, perhaps it has mended?
And the question I’m left with is;
“Is this it? Is this what love was supposed to be?”