Saturday, November 9, 2013

And I Stop Breathing

Salaam,

It never fails. I find when I see pictures of MQ and his wife together, my breathing arrests. And I only realize it when they're out of my view and I've scrolled down the page. It's no longer about him, though. It's about the memory of how much I loved, seeing that other person who is in the position I desperately wanted to be for a few good years of my adulthood, and realizing that I will never love like that, again. It's over. That was my chance, and it was never going to be, anyway.

And I thought I no longer stopped breathing when I saw them. But I still do.

...maybe I should delete them from my Facebook.

2 comments:

  1. yeah, sometimes you have to cut people off in order for closure to come full-circle. It's funny how far removed we can be from a situation and be brought right back to those naive, immature feelings. Then again, you might find yourself looking for information on him anyway... in which case, use the fb profile to measure how far you have developed.

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  2. yeah, sometimes you have to cut people off in order for closure to come full-circle. It's funny how far removed we can be from a situation and be brought right back to those naive, immature feelings. Then again, you might find yourself looking for information on him anyway... in which case, use the fb profile to measure how far you have developed.

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