Perhaps the pain of staying in love is much more painful than the pain of letting it go. Because how can one let love go without a broken heart?
One day after your silence resonated in my entire system, I’m still replaying the conversation we had and the one I thought we will have. It is tragic how I feel assured that you don’t love me; that you won’t be reading this, or any of my emotional outbursts of you.
It is terrifying that I have never cried since. It is too much to stay. But what can I do? I have imagined more words, yet you gave me a silent heartbreak — slowly in pain as poison and as unpredictable as an earthquake.