Comedy Tends To Come Out Of Things

One Minute You're Closer To Someone Than Anyone In The Whole World, Next Minute They Need Only To Say The Words 'time Apart', 'serious Talk' Or 'maybe You...' And You're Never Going To See Them Again And Will Have To Spend The Next Six Months Having Imaginary Conversations In Which They Beg To Come Back, And Bursting Into Tears At The Sight Of Their Toothbrush.

It Is Horrid To Smirk.

Reminded Of Favorite Poem By Wendy Cope Which Goes: At Christmas Little Children Sing And Merry Bells Jingle. The Cold Winter Air Makes Our Hands And Faces Tingle. And Happy Families Go To Church And Cheerily They Mingle, And The Whole Business Is Unbelievably Dreadful If You're Single.

Sink Into Morbid, Cynical Reflection On How Much Romantic Heartbreak Is To Do With Ego And Miffed Pride Rather Than Actual Loss

..we Were Always Taught, Instead Of Waiting To Be Swept Off Our Feet, To 'expect Little, Forgive Much'.