While she was leaving, I didn’t try to stop her.
Once she had made up her mind, she wouldn’t change.
I knew trying to stop her would be futile.
She said she still loved me but needed a break.
She needed some time to think—a bit of “me” time.
She said I should e mail her, and she would do the same.
I was sad, and I think that she was feeling the same.
I often wonder whether I should have tried stopping her.
But I didn’t think it was a wise thing to do at that time.
The only thing I could do was hope that she would change.
Even though I loved her, I too needed a break.
Forcing someone into love is futile.
I didn’t want to do something that was futile.
She also must have thought the same
when she decided to take a break.
She didn’t completely move out, as her
things were in the house, neatly arranged for a change.
I decided to slow down and give us time.
I am a great believer in the healing power of time.
I knew that wallowing in self pity was futile
and wouldn’t help me at all to change.
I wanted to do something productive at the same
time I was waiting for a change in her
attitude, one that would bring her back from the break.
I didn’t want to overanalyze things that would break
me, make my life miserable, and waste others’ time.
I would live my life as best as possible while waiting for her
return. I was sure that my wait was not futile.
I had an intuition that she was feeling the same
and wanted to come back to me as she underwent a change.
Our love life was stagnant, and we needed a change.
We both needed a change from the routine—a break.
Our e mail communication was successful, and we felt the same—
that we should begin a second innings and do it right this time.
We should give each other space, else the reunion would be futile,
and I would lose her and a beautiful life with her.
No wound endures that time cannot change,
no silence so futile that love cannot break—
I wait for her, and still we remain the same.
