I do not believe in absence making the heart grow fonder.
I can see how it might. How time and distance could air-brush reality until she becomes even more desirable, more lovely, more enchanting, more special. How there might be a rosy tint to memories and to those exquisite, shared moments. How my unfulfilled longing might sharpen the edge unbearably.
Yet it will not be that way for me.
The ache at the beginning – an ache that almost stops me functioning, that prevents me from doing anything – will subside. The urgent yearning to see her, hold her, touch her, own her, will eventually cease to torture me. Her image, at first mercilessly sharp and clear, will one day stop stealing my breath away each time I conjure it up.
She will become a part of my past rather than all of my present.
It is how I will survive the rest of my days without her.
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Photo stolen from blckros99
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
Evelyn
August 20, 2012 at 1:18 pm
I only hope it will be that way this time. So far, its not proven to be the case. For me anyway. And what else is the true test of the right decision? The end to the misery of missing them…
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Romantic Dominant
August 20, 2012 at 1:31 pm
We never know. I wish there were answers
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johncoyote
August 20, 2012 at 1:19 pm
A sad poem of love. Hard to lose someone special. A excellent poem.
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Romantic Dominant
August 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm
I’m not sure it qualifies as a poem, but thank you. It is a hard loss to bear, indeed
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mysticalkitty
August 20, 2012 at 3:04 pm
Survive…such a depressing word for a wondrous experience.
The past remains the canvas of our victories, not all joyful but all filled with the memories of tomorrow, the energies of new adventures. Every breath, every ray of light, every swishing wind is a promise.
Relish in your creation. Enjoy the rainbow you traced. Sway on the waves you raised…
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Romantic Dominant
August 20, 2012 at 3:29 pm
Smiles
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Theo Black
August 21, 2012 at 2:04 am
This is such a good encapsulation of that emotional state. One lesson I’ve learned from experiences like this is that, however you feel today, good or bad, is temporary; if I could redesign humans, one change would be to make us really embrace and enjoy every good moment without having that moment torture us when it’s over, Likewise, I’d plant a hint that every bad moment is only bad for a time. That’s probably a contradiction, though.
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Romantic Dominant
August 21, 2012 at 7:25 am
You are right. We wake every day with a shift in our perspective. At least, I do. And yes, if only we could have the good moments without pain to haunt us. Or that we knew somehow that the suffering would end …
And yet, perhaps the night must be dark for our days to be golden.
Thank you for reading.
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Isabella
August 21, 2012 at 2:29 am
What if…the ache doesn’t leave…go away…then what.
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Romantic Dominant
August 21, 2012 at 7:28 am
As Leonard Cohen says:
‘Please understand,
I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter’
I wish I knew.
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