[ONGOING] "Mel, can I ask you something?" "Of course" "Do you still love him?" "Not really. At least, I don't think I do. I don't even recall how it felt to love him. Like a half remembered dream, the essence of what we shared is there but the details are hazy. Like a house I grew up in, he's still familiar to me, but the feeling of home is missing". ©diversions All rights reserved