He stared with horror as they flew out in the wind. Maybe it’s just a symbol. All that professed love, blowing away, lost. He thought he should never have used this old briefcase to carry the treasured love letters.
As he hurried to leave his home, marriage, and thought to be forever love, the handle broke off and the case opened. He stopped for a moment and just watched as the entire contents disappeared. He tried, but his legs wouldn’t move to run and retrieve them. His body and mind knew better than his heart. The heart was broken, now it would start to heal.