"She told me she didn't love me anymore! Over voicemail," he wails.
Ouch. That's like unfriending someone on Facebook. Ultimate rejection.
I'm about to answer but my voice catches in my throat. It sounds a whole lot like what he did.
Taking deep breaths, I try to keep my advice neutral.
"Throw everything away that reminds you of her." Okay so maybe that's not neutral advice.
But it's what I wish someone told me.
"Wha-" he sounds caught off guard.
"You heard me. Don't keep her scarf. Don't hang onto pictures of you two together. Purge her from your life and start over. It hurts right now, and it'll hurt for a really long time. But you have to let her go. She may have left, but holding onto the past keeps her here."
"But I loved her," he protests.
"I know you did. She loved you too at one point, but that's over now. If she really loved you she would've stayed. She doesn't love you anymore, get over yourself!"
I slam the receiver down and cut off the broadcast.
Head in hands, I pretend that I can't feel the hot tears seeping out of my tightly shut eyelids.
It's been..four years? Four years. So why does it still hurt?
Ironic, isn't it? The love doctor can't help herself.
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Cure for Love
KurzgeschichtenPercy Teller can be best described as the pessimistic realist daughter of Cupid. Armed with a nighttime talk show aimed at solving people's love lives and all the problems that arise, she fires off [mostly misplaced] arrows of reality and advice int...