Unloved

…..he thought love, like the dodo bird and saber-toothed cats and the dinosaurs, was an extinct species until the day he met her. She opened his eyes and his heart to sensations and feelings that he had never felt before in his brief lifetime. She was the key that unlocked his heart, and to his surprise he realized that he had never understood before now that it had been secured steadfastly shut—a fortress protected on all sides by redoubtable moats and strategically placed concertina wire. She was all he ever thought about anymore, all he ever dreamt about, all he ever wanted…..all he ever needed going forward.  But then when she abruptly left in the dead of one otherwise nondescript night without saying a word or even leaving a note, the two-timing bitch took his empyreal love with her and he was left mucking about forlornly in a depressive stupor, wondering whether the previous three months had really transpired or, alternatively, whether the whole thing had just been some cruel figment cooked up by his overactive imagination…..