Who Stole My Heart?

Some love can be met with, some love can be held close. But because my love for you came from the simple fact that we are both women, it was so heavy, and the pain so deep. Once I let go, I could never see you again or speak of my love…

I truly could no longer speak. I gathered all my courage to search her eyes, but her gaze was resolute and faintly indifferent. I couldn't believe her love for me had vanished.

But this was all that could ever be between us. We could still feel that love echoing in our hearts and memories, but once I turned away, our worlds would be as far apart as the Milky Way.

This ending was the answer I had always known. I thought it would shatter my heart, that it would be earth-shattering. Yet the day came so quietly, like the bleak, gray-tiled world around me. There were no more tears or despair. The last trace of warmth in my heart slowly faded, cooling like the snow on this early-spring wasteland, until it was as cold as dead ash. What frightened me was that this love could no longer go on, yet my heart stubbornly remained where it was, still deeply in love with the woman before me, the one I was parting from now, perhaps never to see again.