One day (Kodaline)

A few months ago, my whole world fell apart. On a cold and grey january day, my other half announced me that he wasn’t in love with me anymore, and that it was time to take different paths. Even though I had somehow been feeling the same way for a while, considering the idea, and actually taking the plunge is not exactly the same experience.

After weeks of tears and sleepless nights, I started questioning myself on the reasons of it all. Back in June 2013, I remember having a bad dream. In that dream, I was seeing my man having sex with one of his colleagues. When I opened my eyes as the sun shined through the venetian blinds, he was also waking up, and smiled at me. But this dream had already changed something inside of me, and I started wondering if he was actually cheating on me. I realized that despite years of living together and a kid later, I didn’t really know him. The trust I had in him slowly fade away, and gave birth to a feeling of fear I had never experienced before.

From that moment on, I think I went through some kind of depression. I lost interest in everything, and lived as an automate. We slowly became strangers to each others.

The separation finished breaking my heart into little pieces. It took me time to gather them all and reconstruct myself. And then one day, I felt like a bird who’d been kept in a cage for years, suddenly facing an open door. Half scared, half dying to fly away.