It's Special

I'm sure what you say is true and that she did save you.

Her love lifts you up and shows you how life can be.

Colors are brighter, and the world seems suddenly joyful. Everything is felt more deeply because suddenly, you are actually alive for the first time.

You've found what every love song has been telling you about. You understand them now.

Everything is possible and you are fearless now. Everything is doable because you have each other. You have the most special bond to ever be had, you walk on water and float atop the world.

It's special.

I'm here to tell you another truth.

Coming down hurts more than you can know. Those bright colors can fade, turn gray. The joy trickles away, so slowly at first you don't notice your withdrawal symptoms. You don't notice the anxiety creeping in. You feel a little less, you feel a little less alive.

Nothing is possible, except the possibility that you've done something wrong? But how could that be? She's the other part of your soul, there can be no wrong between you.

You don't walk, you don't float. You drag yourself through life clinging to something that was so sure, but you don't know that it existed at all now.

And then she's gone, and every breakup song, you understand them now. It's a special cruelty. Will it come for you too?