Twenty years of saying ... I love you
Meaning every word.
One day you turn and say in a cold heartless way
Sorry, I don't anymore!

Plumitting .... falling .... scrabbling .... clutching into an emptiness of feelings and into
a void so deep you feel you could fall for ever, for always, for eternity.....
A plunge into nothingness ........ for hours, for days, for months and even for years ....

THEN .....

What was that?
Something  touches, brushes you briefly.
Something physical .....
A leaf, a twig?
No ...... a branch to grab hold of ....... ?
A tree? No a hand?..............
No, A heart!

A heart?
A new heart has hold of you and suddenly
It stops your hopeless silent fall
It's true ...... You can love and be loved again.

I love you ......
And I mean every word.