I guess the signs have been there for awhile. There is no doubt that I have been faultering recently, my form a little below par. Perhaps I had forgotten how important it is not only to show that I care, but to put the effort into maintaining that care.
There had been rumours circulating for the past eighteen months of this other "beau". That they were staking a claim for what was mine. Of course I heard all of this, but I never really believed it could come true. How could they entice from me what I had held so dear for so long?!
Sure - we've had the usual hurdles in our relationship. I remember during June of 1997, we had a rocky time. There were thoughts that we may part company, that we had fallen apart. But we held together, fought our way through that rough patch, and consolidated our relationship stronger than ever.
I still remember fondly our union in 1989. The excitement. The passion. The joy of coming together. It was all unforgettable. Over time, our bond just seemed to grow stronger. I had begun to believe that it would never end. That we would never be separated from each other...
And now - "they" are together. My Prize, and the Heathen.
It is so difficult to accept or believe after sixteen years together.
But I haven't given up hope. We may be apart now, but maybe there is still a chance for us. If I give those two their time together - maybe 12 to 14 months.
And then, I will launch my bid to win my Prize back.
And I will stop at nothing, to reclaim what is rightfully mine....