coming to an end

i guess it's easier for some than others.

breaking up. or perhaps that's just how they "come off" after the ordeal, and it says more about how much they were really committed to the relationship than their innate abilities.
which is the worst part? recognizing the need for change or going through it? the feeling of the approaching demise of a relationship is like no other. weights drop in the pit of your stomach; bile rises in your throat; hot tears are constantly in waiting, so much so that there is the lingering taste of salt; breathing becomes a task and shutters as it draws in and releases out; it is accompanied by any number of sounds: screaming, moaning, swearing, wailing; like hot flashes, emotions change in an instant: from disbelieving to defensive, from hopeless to heated.
its easy to feel personally attacked and solely hurt; its difficult to truly know what the other side is feeling.

i guess this is not just "breaking up." it is the death of a real relationship, a commitment that seemed interminable. is it the pain of losing that person that is the greatest? or the pain of realizing that what you thought had value, had longevity....is vanishing? that you were naive?