The aftermath of a true romance gone sour is tragic and difficult. 

We'll always wonder about what could've been, if circumstances had been different, what we might've changed. When something feels so right we'll always question what went wrong, we're human it's intrinsic to our nature. We are compelled to do our 'emotional forensics', to sift through the debris of a broken heart and examine the clues, gather the scattered remains and try to piece together the 'crime scene'. Unfortunately, that need often comes with lingering emotions, hampering any separation process. It can be exhausting. 
 
I've been told to expect a month for every year together to 'get over' a past love. That is complete b.s. You can't quantify emotional bonds. Every person and every relationship is different. There is no clear cut, simple formula for healing. One simply wakes up, breathes, places one foot in front of the other and keeps moving forward until slowly, the clouds begin to clear and the light starts to shine again.

 

Intense romances are even far more strenuous on the psyche and soul. These can weigh heavily on a person for years. 
 
Of course it is my hope that any words that have been penned within might somehow resonate with anyone who is going through or has experienced that extreme pain of the cataclysmic detachment from a true love.  
 
That kind of deep, unyielding hurt, it seems, can only be washed away by the repeated traces of tears, the hearts own cleansing elixir.