Love is also quite delicate...

Yesterday night, I was at Jeunesse lambda, and I found out something that really made me realize how delicate love can be.

There was a guy there, whose name was Marc (not his real name). Three weeks ago, Marc and his ex Shaun (not his real name as well), were like milk and honey. They were always together, they would sit next to each other, they would dance with each other, kiss each other.

Even last week, they were doing that, despite the fact that Marc and Shaun separated part way on their way to the metro station, because Shaun wanted to play pool and Marc wanted to grab a bite to eat. They still looked lovey-dovey.

This week, when I saw Shaun at the door, he looked kind of upset, and Marc didn't look upset. However, he didn't sit next to Shaun, and sort of avoided him all night. My intuition was that they had broken up, and I got the confirmation from Marc. I gave him a hug and told him to be strong before he left.

But this makes you think doesn't it? One week and it changed everything between Marc and Shaun.