“She held the phone to her ear as the awkward silence between them grew by the minute as fast as the 9:30 train to south line station on a cold Monday morning. It had been 5 years since they last spoke, 5 years since she heard the voice she once called home. She sighed and then she finally said “You once said you loved me, and I thought you meant it because I loved you too. I loved you across time, across space and across the oceans that separated us but you didn’t love me. You can deny it all you want but I believe with all my heart and all my soul that you never loved me. Love doesn’t give up and you gave up and that’s how I know.” she said barely able to choke the words out as the pain of losing him knocked her breathless once more. They say time heals all wounds but she knew that time would never heal her, because time doesn’t heal love what she felt was a love so great it threatened to ignite the very depths of her soul.”