One of life’s most heartbreaking moments is when we realize that for whatever reason, love is gone. It isn’t a sudden realization, but many small realizations spread over time and on different planes of what used to be the important parts of love and a life together.
Maybe you can relate …
When It's Over by C.J. Heck You don't always know how you know. It comes slowly, the awareness. With the certainty and final resignation of a child learning there's no Santa Claus, … you just know. The breakfast table, once a venue for long dreamy stares and coffee-flavored kisses, silently becomes a stage for reading the news, and eating breakfast. The only sound left ... the ticking of the clock, and … you just know. The smell of his shirt when you'd bury your face there, the feel of his hands on your body as if they had a life of their own, all silently slip to wherever memories go to gather dust, and … you just know. You miss the nights, how his body and yours breathed and moved as one. Maybe it's those nights and the way they were that give the knowing life, but … you just know. Like ocean waves upon the sand, love recedes with all the other yesterdays and you would trade all your tomorrows to have it back, but … you just know. [Poem from the book, “Anatomy of a Poet”, written over the course of forty years. There is no one main theme, but a compilation of autobiography, memoir, and poetic observations of life.]
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Beautiful, CJ
I love the black and white sketch, perfect. 🤍🖤