Articulating the anguish of a love that's been lost
Seldom can anyone have articulated so eloquently the sheer anguish of lost love as the young lady writing in this newspaper today. As anyone who has gone through that experience knows, it is gut-wrenchingly painful as the hopes, dreams, time and love invested in a relationship turn to dust.
These are not called affairs of the heart for nothing, for indeed the ending of love goes right to the very core of one's being. The future seems bleak, the pain unceasing, and even the best intentioned words of sympathy or encouragement mere empty platitudes. Just like a bereavement, it seems no one else can ever understand your desolation.