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Friday 27 July 2012

Heartbreak

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You know, it really is a struggle despite the passing of six months and today is a bit blacker than usual.

Many say "Oh, it's the feeling of rejection, wounded pride" and so on.

But it isn't.  It's the missing - and very often the small things.  I remember an occasion when we were discussing the writer Aldous Huxley.  I had never read any of his work; "I think you'd enjoy Antic Hay" she said.  I found a copy two days ago and have read it.  And just like every time I read something interesting, I want to talk with her about it, and of course I can't.

And there will never be anybody with whom I can talk in this way - especially a lover.

And this is horribly depressing and desperately sad and there's not a damned thing I can do about it.

Until the next time

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