I’m trying to love two men at the same time.
But one took the majority of my heart.
He won the battle long before it began.
I’m desperate to let him go.
His memory won’t let me.
I fear I am ruined.
Doomed to love a ghost who can’t love me back.
My heart is stubborn.
Refuses to believe he won’t return.
“He’s not coming back,” I say.
My heart stubbornly waits.
“I hate you,” I say.
My heart replies, “Just wait and see.”
“It’s not going to happen,” I argue. “Give it up already!”
“This is different,” my heart says. “This is true love. The type novels are written about. The instant connection. Soul mate fire. No one can stay away from that.”
“You are wrong,” I say. “Lots of people do.”