Nibbles

Maybe I’m supposed to be happy – but I’m not. I can’t help it – I know that the love, that I placed all my dreams in, is over. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I hear his voice play on my answering machine. Our lives are so intertwined – just as I would wish them to be, but he’s detangling his heart. I know I should be grateful – I’m being saved from a life of being married to someone with different and even possibly conflicting beliefs. But tell that to my heart. Tell that to that place in your chest that connects to that person when you hug – like it’s never connected to anyone before. Tell that to the memories of a love shared that you always believed would come again.

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