AcHe.

It's continuous little heart aches, sometimes.
Not always a long drawn out sorrow.

It comes in flashes and moments.

Sometimes it starts out as joy, but turns into an ache.
A tight clenching......
A distant look.........
Speechless.

But then it's over.
The moment passes.
Clarity resumes.

Until ...

That's the problem, there's always the uncertainty of 'until'.

- Heather