Too Tired To Do Anything Else

Love has found me several times. Each meeting then parting took away a piece of me. After losing you I don’t think there is enough of me left to ever love again. So I am just going to go on loving you even though you are not here. My heart is too tired to do anything else. C.B.

As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree.
You cannot hold out against certain winds.
Each day tears away a few more leaves;
and then there are the storms
that break off several branches at one go.
And while nature’s greenery
grows back again in the spring,
that of the heart never grows back.
Gustave Flaubert

Time Heals...

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