Falling - Chapter 5

The space filled in my chest is a reminder of the emotions that existed, that I could feel again. Are two people whose paths cross and are illuminated, could they be pulled together by invisible strings? Coming together occasionally to remember they are meant to be in each other's lives?

Daniel was the wholesome sweet kindhearted man with genuine intentions, lips soft like feather kisses and warmth similar to the sun on a sunny beach day. The sharp inhale of knives slicing their way across my heart when our romance ended was bearable, not intolerable, but discomforting and a harsh reality similar to a cold plunge in a pool during winter.

I believed his words, I believed the idea of waiting for him and the idea he meant every word he spoke. I wanted to hold onto his words, I clung to the last remaining emotions I had left by rereading messages and smiling at pictures of us both.

I would be reminded of the harsh reality that not everyone's words match their actions, despite how much confianza we want to have in them. Or, in him.