She told me that (childhood memory RUBY)

-It's raining, my mother whispers, sobbing

I was sitting by the window, watching the drops trickle down the living room window.

Yet even through the raindrops echoing through the glass of the window, a more poignant sound crept into my thoughts. My mother's soft, muffled sob echoed in the damp air. I felt like she had enveloped the entire house in her sadness.

There she was, in the living room, sitting in her favorite armchair, her shoulders hunched under the weight of her grief. Through the glass, I had the impression that her tears were mixing with the raindrops on the window, creating blurry streaks on the glass.

-You know, I regret, she sobbed between two hiccups, love is such a sweet poison

-I hope no one will love you, whispered my mother, crying hysterically, love doesn't exist anyway so at least you won't have to suffer my daughter

I had heard her say those words so many times before that I now knew them by heart.

She loved him,

but he left,

She couldn't tell him to stay,

So drink after drink,

She tries to forget this story,

But it's hard,

because by leaving he destroyed half of his heart.

However, we shouldn't regret having loved someone, should we? 

As I let my thoughts wander, I saw through the glass the fragile figure of my grandmother approaching me. So I turned to her.

With tears in her eyes, she took my hand and, with a trembling voice.

-I'm sorry Ruby your mother is a little sad

-It doesn't matter, I replied.

-Y-you are a good girl, replied my grandmother with tears in her eyes.

Then, without waiting for a response, she walked towards my mother to comfort her, leaving behind a feeling of reconciliation in the humid air of the house.

But I knew my father wasn't completely at fault, it was both of them's faults. Maybe they weren't made for each other?

It's true that everything would be so much simpler if we could know who our soulmate is without having to torture ourselves, to make mistakes.