That single profound moment

I was considered sober-minded, intelligent, talented and capable; I was getting by....then I casually turned toward the stranger, looked into his face and at that single profound moment the entirety of my life, as it may have been, was over.

Something sifted down into my soul in that very moment of time. I didn't ask for it nor did I want it. Was it tangible love as written in ancient tales of fighting armies and sailing armadas, all in the name of ....love? Is that kind of love an actual presence is there a bewitching spirit that travels the air,lands on your soul, permeates and wreaks what it may? 

Our lives were altered forever. We loved, we laughed, we shared our very being, we marveled at our love, we knew it soared greatly over typical love, we touched and were transcended, it was an unending love, so immense, we thrived on each others very essence, we sensed each other across the miles...we loved so deeply, we loved, we loved, we loved. 

We were never together. Thirteen years went by of loving phone calls and letters, desperate loneliness, marriages to others that we did not love , the demon of that love stripped my heart. laid me bare, affected my plans, my family and my children. Destroyed my life. I quit answering his call, quit opening the letters, quit leaving the house, quit loving the autumn days, quit knowing joy, quit caring about life, all because

Long ago, in that single profound moment my life, as it may have been, was over.