"A searing pain throughout my body as I let go of him, aching from days of doubling-up crying. Dreading the fear of loss spreading through me, a pain so all-consuming it was numbing, from loving deeply the absolutely wrong person. A rupture like an infected wound. Moving back from the space of memory, I felt Derek's lips on my neck." - Heather Eliot from Sandbags in the Archipelago

This passage just hit it..
feels good!

Moving back from the space of memory

i love that~