She’d waited so long for Mr Right – Mr sweep her off her feet.
The one that would be worth joining body and soul with.
But he never came.
She never for once thought that after so many years of waiting, she would let go so easily.
It had become a part of her, a piece of her that no one had shared – something to be treasured
Not because someone told her she should but because she wanted to.
And then it happened.
She found an uncomplicated situation, where she could give it away with nothing to be expected in return.
No ties, soul or otherwise. Just two bodies, meeting.
Pleasure for pleasure.
He loved another and she was fine with that.
In the end, it didn’t matter.
None of it mattered because it was a union of bodies and nothing more
She’d waited 25 years 7 months and two weeks and in the end, she felt nothing.
No regrets – okay maybe a little.
But mostly surprise at how little it had mattered.
Was she right to wait? Was she wrong to not have waited longer?