One mail a day

Kennedy and Karen were very good friends. They loved and respected each other and were always there for one another. It was no surprise when they fell in love and begun dating. They were so good together, they had fans and they had haters. The haters made it hard, the fans showed them they had something worth holding on to.

As in any normal relationship, they had their problems. Kennedy's was trust mainly, and Karen had a deep insecurity. Kennedy started to change, and so did Karen. They went on and off but always found a way back to each other.

Till the day they couldn't hold it together anymore. They broke up still in love and with promises to come back home when they had each sorted out their own personal issues. We all know that birds always have to leave the nest at some point. If they return or not, should be left to them. Karen never strayed far. Metaphorically speaking, she went back ever so often to keep the nest tidy; for the day she and Kennedy would be back home.

Kennedy had other plans. He flew so far away, Karen started to give up hope that he would ever come back. She stopped checking on "their nest" and flew away too.

I am sure we all know how this story goes. When she left, is when Kennedy decided to drop by to check on the nest. He wasn't even ready to come back yet. No, he just wanted to make sure Karen was still around. Was he mad when he discovered she had flown away too! He called for her and they talked. "Stay around" he said to her. "I'll be home soon, I still love you." "Then why can't you just come back now? I am ready, what's still keeping you out there?" Karen replied. "I still have issues to sort out and I don't want to bring them back here. I want a clean fresh start for us." And so Karen bought it, and came back to wait around for when Kennedy would finally be ready.

But again, I am sure we all know how this story goes. Kennedy still flew off again. This time, much farther away. Karen stayed there, stupid in love, waiting for him. He went and made another nest somewhere else and she heard about it. Not believing it, she called for him and asked him if it was true. "I meant to tell you" he said. Karen and Kennedy had finally reached the end of their fraying rope. Karen packed up her things, took back her heart and asked Kennedy never to contact her again.

Now, at this point, you may not all know how the story goes. But don't worry, that's what I am here to tell. "You don't know what you have till it's gone." That is what happened to Kennedy.

One mail a day, he'll send to her. One mail a day, till she speaks to him again. One mail a day, for the rest of his life.

One mail a day... is it enough?