Epiphanies

You fell in love, she said. 

And you know, she's right.

What do you do with it now, she asked? 

I have no earthly idea. 

You mourn it, she said.  You find a way to grieve it and let it go.  It's been over a year - not a word.  It's time. 

But yes, make no mistake, it was love.