LET A LITTLE LOVE IN
Yesterday my relationship ended. It was the latest of many, and in that moment my whole life appeared to me like one of those clumsy days when you break everything you touch. One minute it’s there – solid, cherished – the next a collection of shards and perilous bits on the floor. Mind where you tread. Get the dustpan. Put it back. No actually, leave it out. You might as well.
When I hit the red telephone symbol on my mobile to end The Conversation – reluctantly because his voice still soothed me – I remained sitting in my car at the Auckland Domain. It was a beautiful day. The sun did what the sun does, it blazed and give you a smile, can’t you see I am busy being in pain?
