“Did you think you would always love him?” She asked me.
I thought for a moment and laughed almost at my blinding naivety. I did once believe there would never be another man for me. The utter contentment that I now felt could not be hidden, I thought of him and now nothing stirred within me. No burning passion, love or pain. A complete stillness you only feel once you except your past is gone and your future is clear.
“I did.” I replied. “But I no longer do, in fact I no longer think of him at all.”