You still think there might be an explanation for the silence.  You wait for the email that explains what’s been in his head, but you know you won’t receive it.  For four days you had that feeling like your heart is a helium balloon pushing its way beyond your chest and up into the atmosphere.  You played the same song over and over again.  The signs and omens seemed to promise happiness but long chatty emails turned into silence.  You pushed your heart back down into your chest, swallowing the inevitable.


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