Chuck Again

There are good months, and there are bad months. And then there are the really bad months. Bereavement, deadlines, bills and retrenchment. Chuck has certainly seen better times. An awfully bad time to be doing too much thinking, but some things do innately trigger certain responses. And today was one of those.

'You're not perfect, neither am I. Perhaps nothing is. But the relationship came pretty darn close, at least to me. It was comfortable, it was peaceful, it was blissful. It was everything I sought, everything I wished for. Maybe everything breaks down in time. The only affliction came from the way it did. I just shrugged and kept moving, an actor's smile masking the conflict between an indifference portrayed outside and the disappointment within.'

'Through good and bad, I never regretted you. Put me back in time and I'll re-walk the same route. So I never quite understood your reluctance to return. Nor your justifications and fear. They say people forget what others say, what others do, but they never forget how others made them feel. Nothing like searching for that sense of peace you used to give, during these trying times to illustrate how true that is. And that maybe I'm not so okay afterall.'