La boussole

Comme j'ai dit, je suis au courant.

So when the Leo and the Virgo went about their usual break-up rituals, i took a pondering break. Conversing with either of them would have invited an energy i was not ready to absorb. Let's see. Virgo will retreat to his dark mood, beginning to feel the pain that he didn't know existed, Leo will hide her true feelings under dual pretense. Bury herself under work or go out and make meaningless friends.

Mais oui! How else can it be?

Ils pourront faire la paix. When not vehemently trying to deny the other. Perhaps he will go for his solitary runs, and she her walks. Les deux vont se rencontrer, peut-être, on the path visible only to mind's eyes. Like a warm breeze on a cold winter day, his smile will linger on her lips. 'hey kiddo, how are you?' His eyes will light up with the sparkle in hers, 'ça va, monsieur jones, êtes vous bien?' Neither will let the other see the hurt.

Oh, no, it was not my desire to be caught in that force-field. You understand of course. Yup, ask any compass placed in between two magnets separated and you will know.

I will just be here, and keep an eye on them. Ah, ces enfants mignons peu mûrs! Playing in life's sandbox the game that has no end.