Endings

Heart breaking. All my own work. 17 years flew by. Now they fly away. Hurt beyond words. Tears uncontrollable. As they should be. Advertisements

Into the Woods 

Decision made. Heartbreak inevitable. Certain of only our love. Yet neither of us feeling it fully. Too much doubt and pain. The forest of our love killing us. Slowly blocking out the light. Dreams dying among the leaf litter.

Memories of loss

I woke up this morning feeling fairly ok, but then I read something which made me into captain grumpy. I should explain that the content was not what upset me or made me grumpy. No, in fact it triggered a memory that I didn’t even realise I was recalling. A memory I didn’t consciously think…