Poignantly Pondering - A brief tale of love and heartbreak
Before you know it, it happens. You fall headfirst, stumbling into the stupendous stupour that some call love.
The outdoors seem airier, the sun lighter, birds in trees sing Mozart, and even the neighbourhood stray smiles at you while lifting his leg before catching a whizz on the post-office delivery truck.
Time passes, but it seems a constant. An implacable reverie of good dreams replayed.
Then you trip facefirst, into the hot coals some call heartbreak.
Clouds thunder overhead, vultures encircle your excuse for a heart, and cracks in the pavement seem like earthquakes.
Time passes, yet it feels like a constant. The incessant pecking which Prometheus endured.
And before you know it, it happens. Your indubitable vision of love fails again, shattering your hopes, your dreams, and your heart.