The heartbreak is not even mine, but I ache as I feel your hope deflate. Young love is powerful and creates a life long bond – whether it is torn or tied together with time worn apologies. No words of wisdom or poetic salve can dry the tears — and time heals all is sometimes bullshit. I can only offer my presence sans judgement and scowl. My son, today will reverberate in memories, but after many tomorrows you will find a better fate.
*Yes, my teenage son’s girlfriend broke up with him. It has been a long day.