Loneliness has been termed the most desolate word in the English language. It is no respecter of age, race, economic status, or intelligence. Albert Einstein said, "It is strange to be known so universally, and yet to be so lonely."
When a romance doesn't work out we're often put into this state of angst, rehashing what was said, the if's, the maybe's, the goods and the bads. Perhaps the most potent of these is the "missing" we feel for that lost person. How will they remember us? How should we remember them? What could have been done differently, that may have led to a different outcome. The deeper we are able to feel in life, the harder this is. It does not get easier.
But lately, I have realized this "missing" feeling is always the same. Do I really miss him? No, I don't. I miss "it". That elusive, happy feeling we have when we begin to hope again. Different scenarios, but the same feeling, as I turn over another page in my book, and wait for "it" to arrive.
When a romance doesn't work out we're often put into this state of angst, rehashing what was said, the if's, the maybe's, the goods and the bads. Perhaps the most potent of these is the "missing" we feel for that lost person. How will they remember us? How should we remember them? What could have been done differently, that may have led to a different outcome. The deeper we are able to feel in life, the harder this is. It does not get easier.
But lately, I have realized this "missing" feeling is always the same. Do I really miss him? No, I don't. I miss "it". That elusive, happy feeling we have when we begin to hope again. Different scenarios, but the same feeling, as I turn over another page in my book, and wait for "it" to arrive.
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