As We Disappeared

When love leaves us, where does it go? Is Love an element with a Heart of its own? Maybe Love tires of us, seeking solace in new Hearts. Do I find it on the rebound? Do I check the lover's Lost and Found? Did I do something wrong? Did I not love you strong? Should isolation be my fate? Should I have chosen a different mate? Do I question the validity of my power to Love? Does Love question the validity of my power? 30 and 6 years of melting memories sharing the Good, the Bad, the Ugly, the End. Once heartfelt passions digressed to evasive emotions--crippling communication splintered sex--separate quarters and finally Alienation to the 3rd Degree. Yet in this final demise, I decry this decree. Do I wander in measureless time following its folly aimlessly? or do I find a middle path-one of transformation? Never running on Empty, while living loss free.