I left it all behind; just as simple as that, I sat it down
and walked away.
I hear him sigh and
his eyes strove to look away; but he didn’t. He held my gaze and desperately
tried to hide the fact that he was not sure. I watched him, calculated his next
move; so I lay back down on his chest. I heard his heart go “tam tam…tam tam”,
and I smiled.
“I know that I surely love you; because love makes all
things beautiful.”
He smiled, pushed me up to look into my face. He spoke
softly “yeah? How’s that?”
I lay back down , my
lips grazing his ear; I ventured to speak again. “yeah, because even though you
are an asshole, I still love you and I always will.”
It all changed then, I felt it deeply as his eyes found
mine. I knew that my truth had no place in his envisioned idea of what he
thought we were supposed to be. I could not be a pawn in his game. I watched
his eyes with mine carefully navigating, moving along the surface of that
place. I smiled, for I knew that it was time.
I felt every crumbling piece as it fell to the floor. I did
feel sadness as well; a great flooding in on my heart and a mass confusion in
the brain, but it would be done. I had rehearsed this scene so many times
before, driven the knife in over and over with fervor. I knew the routine and
so I smiled.
I didn’t want the play to end and so I said my lines, as
timid as I might have been; and I closed the book.
I watched him walk away and stood alone with me.
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