1 month and 9 days ago, the 'love of my life'(HA) dumped me. At that moment, it was impossible to believe a shattered heart can and will heal. Ironically, getting dumped by the 'love of your life' really can be the best thing to happen to you. Who would have thought? You learn a great deal about yourself, your value as a person, as a lover. Certainly helps in clarification of what you want out of a relationship and what you have to give in return. Yada, yada. All that jazz.
Maybe there will always be the trace of lingering sadness. Just a ghostly brush of shadow to make all the other vibrant colors of life so much more vivid. A new brightness not to be dimmed by the contrast.
The smiles may not be quite the same, but they return. The music of laughter once again lightens the melancholy mood.
Life goes on, and that is a great thing.