The Pain of Falling Out of Love

An unusual post today as I was prompted to write about this following an email which I received recently.

I have always said I feel lucky to have loved and talked a lot about the pain of losing that love and the greif that follows….but I was asked

“What do you think is worse…losing the love of your life through death or having the love of your life leave in this world?”

Gosh, that is a difficult one and first of I would say they are both grief….both are situations about loss.

I wonder what you all think ?

For me I actually think the pain of someone fall out of love with you may actually be the hardest grief? That pain that the person who used to look at you in a way that made the world melt away, now feels nothing….I think is possibly the hardest.

I say that because death doesn’t part you from the happy memories or from knowing how much they loved you. Death is final, there is no hope, there is no sense of maybe…just maybe….they will come back.

It made me think that as much as I hate the loss…..one thing I should be totally grateful for is that

I may have lost their body, but I haven’t…and never will…lose their soul