The Day Option One Died (go back »)

Now that I have "officially" stopped working, I have to say how empty my life feels. Perhaps I got through the loneliness because I threw myself into my work. But that is now gone. As is the love of my life.

I think about you at least once a day. I wonder if you remember us. I have never stopped caring for you. I always will. My heart is broken now that I will never have interaction with you again. It kills me because I have never gotten over you. I can still remember being with you as if it was just yesterday. I miss being loved by you.

I am quite devastated. Of course I knew the job was ending months ago, but I don't know why it is hitting me so hard now. I feel this overwhelming sense of emptiness in my life. I have to share it one last time. I will always remember what I had - my wonderful love affair with something that could never be. You shall remember those days. You know who you are.

In Lyubas