The best way to approach a difficult situation is through ostrich-like indifference. What else can you do? She's unresponsive and sickenly deceiving. The most beautiful relations are condemned to end in tragedy. Encarcerated by caprice, we fit each other like lost puzzle pieces; sharing the same enthusiasm for words and expression. Letters, texts, offline messages, emails: ephemeral demonstrations of interest. When abruptly and in an almost diabolically casual manner, a disconnection enters the picture. You want what the other doesn't. The intensity of beginnings nullified by the often callous process of personal evolution. She's sent far into immediate oblivion. You prefer the eclipse of information. Nothing hurts when you don't know. Ignorance is fashionable. We are each other's favorite collection. Illogical, absurd, predictably vain.
After the time of separation, new habits are developed. You allow the plasticity of moments to reshape your life.
Still, her memory will re-surface when you thought she belonged in the past.
