I’m feeling that sadness now and remembering a page I found cut out of a book I had given someone with the inscription I wrote. That was years ago and it still hurts. We each try to erase each other from our lives but it’s not been possible yet being together has not worked either. I don’t want to hate but can’t love. What is a mess like this called? You are sensible and I wonder how you achieved that and how long it took? Have you found love again?