Never Cured

broken20heart1The days are clear in memory when I couldn’t go more than ten minutes without thinking of you. Over time that yearning faded into the back of my mind; by no means cured, but put away safe. I’m glad I never got over you. It tells me the strength of my feelings. A.G.

missing you

“You’ll get over it…”
It’s the clichés that cause the trouble.
To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever.
You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved.
The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never loses.
How could it?
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it.
Why would I want them to?
From “Written on the Body” by Jeanette Winterson

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