Lost Love

 I haven't been spending a lot of time with Jordan Baker lately, and I have to confess, my world has been immersed in a void of conflicting emotions. I don't love her. I feel like I should love her, but that feeling that I first felt when we met is no longer there. It's like I've been playing a guitar that has slowly been going out of tune, and I don't know how to bring the music back again. I realized that our joining was no longer favorable, and in every nook and cranny of the world around me, signs tell me that we weren't meant to be. I knew that the end was near, and I hope to break it off now before our relationship descends into drama and hysteria. So I called. The conversation was calm, but surprisingly cold. But I didn't really care. I had long realized that if there was any semblance of love between us, it had long dissipated into nothingness.