Love and Lungs

Mourning a relationship is a strange feeling. It's hard to mourn an intangible thing. You can't reach out and touch a relationship, yet when it's gone, it feels like a physical thing has left your life.

    It feeds on love. When the love is abundant and pure, the relationship is like full, healthy, pink lungs. Inhaling and exhaling. Providing the rest of the body with the energy it needs to survive. It receives the love circulates it, basks in it, and radiates it outwards.

     But sometimes, even with all the love, other, negative things can start to build up. Like the beginnings of cancer on healthy lungs. Jealousy, envy, insecurity. Slowly but surely, diminishing the efficiency. Suddenly, the love doesn't flow so freely any more. It is obstructed.

     And other times, there simply isn't enough love to keep the relationship healthy. It begins to suffocate and wither. Whether the love is diminishing from one side or both. Eventually, the lungs will stop There's nothing left to breathe.

    But even healthy lungs can suddenly stop. For no apparent reason. It can't be explained. They just collapse.
   
     Whether there have been signs, a time to prepare, or the relationship just ends abruptly, leaving you wondering what on earth went wrong, it hurts either way. It may have been a defective relationship, but it was a part of you. A living, breathing, part of your life. And when it's gone. There is a hole in your chest. Where you used to feel light and love, you now feel empty.

     Eventually, the space will grow smaller and smaller. The pain will lessen with everyday that passes. But it seems as though there will always be a little hole there. A little reminder of what once lived there.

     One day, a new relationship will take it's place. New lungs will develop. With every inhale, growing stronger. You will remember what it's like to be filled with love and light. Hopefully the new even greater than the old. But you will always have the scar. The reminder of what was wrong. Helping you to truely appreciate the healthy, full, pink lungs.