A Friend Tells

One day a man entered my life and said he loved me. He spoke of a home, children and heaven on earth.
I liked him, his eyes radiated and he had a smile which let my heart make a tiny hop. We became a love couple. Very quickly he wanted that we lived together, and his mind was strongly set on that goal. He drove that projects forward. I saw love in his doing.
When we lived together, he changed a lot. He expected of me, that I took over the female role. He spoke less with me, he smiled less with me and he told me where I failed in keeping the house. I was unhappy and wanted to question my heart, but I had no access. I felt inside cold dark and empty.

Then I turned to the technique of the candle.

I put a candle in front of me and ignited it. I closed my eyes imagining me the candle. Whenever the dark and the cold was overwhelming, I opened my eyes and took the image of the candle in me again. When I felt inside warm again and I could imagine the candle without effort with closed eyes, I saw another picture. My friend was in my old apartment. He tore down the house, destroyed the furniture and buried everything under a pile of earth. Thus I realised that I had to leave him, because in his life there was no place for me.