“I don’t want to hear it Monkey. I just broke up with my girlfriend a week ago and I’m really learning about what it means to separate from someone.”
to separate from someone. It sounds painful and it is. It’s a coming apart of the pieces of the project you built together. The inside jokes that will be left behind in a time when there was the other one to get them. Now it’s just me. Smiling sadly and looking at my hands wondering what to do with them in photographs. At least there was what there was for a time and in that time those moments are. But here now they’re no more and no more is the world we had together. It’s a closing of the doors and looking forward and breaking off of the rearview mirror.
“It’ll be good. Give you time to start investing in new people.”
And so one starts over and one starts over. No longer two no longer.