Fare thee well

It's gone.

It didn't have a name, but I should have named it. A name that was bold and beautiful and comforting, just like it was to me. Something like "Majestico!" would have worked.

We went through some tough times over the past 4 months. The relationship started off as just something to do to past the time. A little bit of un-usualness in a very regular world. It was just supposed to be for the summer, but our time together was extended out further because neither of us knew what our future was, but didn't feel comfortable walking away from the present.

But some ground rules were set. Only because the start of our relationship was started so randomly and unprofessionally that we had to go back to being alone for a while to determine just how much we needed each other.

Towards the end, society began to accept our relationship. We got less stares from family and friends and more congratulations at making our alternative lifestyle work. Less jeers and more cheers, which was nice. Just last Saturday, we won an award for "best looking couple" at a race and then someone randomly came up to us off the street and asked how we made ourselves into such an awesome couple.

I admit, it felt good. But a rule is a rule and if we are going to be together forever then we need to know if we are that sad when we are apart.

I give it credit though. It hung onto the drain like a brave soldier holding onto a Huey in an Asian jungle. It wasn't going off into the darkness without a fight. No No, the breakup would not be that easy.....I had to pick it up and with my bare hands discard it into the grave myself.

Salty tears were my aftershave that day.........