“I didn’t particularly ever believe you were “the one”. My goodness I have no premise to even begin to understand what such a statement means. The compromise behind it, how absurd it would appear if I ever thought this. Your words have been kind and gentile, soft such as is a breeze but I now realize the breeze was a short period of calm before this raging wind; the violence I have felt overcoming the very essence of my heart.

And oh my heart, this ridiculous term we have. For the aches we feel are not generated here but elsewhere, along the brain, why the heart cannot possibly feel. Yet this is where I ache. This is where I crave for at least a bit of your time.”