When I sent him hopeful songs, and he, depressive ones after our final break up, he reminded me that the mercury is in retrograde, so we shall not get back together.

Cause it would break us again.

I knew it better than him. It was me in the first place that taught him about the planets’ and the stars’ influence on human behaviour. Back then, he used to grin at me and tease me endlessly.

He said the same old words, everyone else had said before:

”How could you, Pi, a neuroscientist at mind and heart, can believe in Astrology? ..”

I did try to tell him why… All my reasons.

The constant conjunction of the behaviours of each zodiac sign. The statistics I have held with everyone I knew. Worked out most of the time.

I did my best to show him the beauty of the zodiac.

After him, I never tried to make anyone believe in it.

It took so much time and effort.

And now, whenever someone expresses disbelief, I change the subject-

To things they believe in: Like fashion and religions.

Anyhow,

When he put the fact of the Retrograde in my face,

I tried my best to make him let go of his orthodox belief in the planets!

I told him that we used to break up in retrogrades but not unite.

I was not really sure if I was totally honest.

I only wanted to have his long phone calls again,

Calls only,

As I was in London and he in Istanbul.

Long story short,

He was right.

The retrograde struck us again…

As it did hundreds of times before…

Only after a few days of talking to each other again,

A young girl knelt down to where I was lying on the grass in a park,

nicked my phone, and walked away….

Then we lost contact, he did not email me more than twice.

He was too lazy for emails or online meetings on a computer.

He let me go,

Once again.

…

He was right,

The mercury retrograde took him away once again.

What would have happened if the mercury had never moved back?

Would he have stayed?

Would he have committed?

Would he have been loy… no.

He was meant to be this way…

-π