Like battle weary veterans, she and I would exchange love stories. Bruised and scarred by love’s many encounters, we would tell tales of how we endured in times of disappointment and heartache. These were often intriguing conversations that would sometimes spiral into bizarre but profound observations and epiphanies. Because you see, for every kiss, there is a broken heart and for every “I’ll never let you down,” there is a broken promise. It’s easy to fall in love, but harder to stop the tears ...
Published on June 23, 2020 11:00