Old Love

Today at the grocery store, I saw a woman who I used to love. I learned what true love was when I felt it for her. Long story short, she doesn't want to talk to me nor does she want me in her life. She says she needs to "heal." I thought I could handle it, but as soon as my kin said I could go back to the car, I ran out the store with tears streaming down my face. I felt horrible. Her body has changed and her style has become more revealing. She is different than the girl I used to know. I resumed shopping after I saw her depart from the store and later went to my sister's. She is transporting her chickens (14 of them) outside because they have grown healthy and large to withstand the world. In a coop of course. I'm very itchy.