I was wondering when I’d hear from you.
I’m not surprised you found someone who
simply lets you be.
We knew it wasn’t me.
We used to spend every day together, we’d ride home together and fall asleep together. Everywhere I found space to myself, there you were.
And then one day, I just couldn’t have you around anymore. It simply didn’t make sense in my logical mind for us to spend any more time together, not at the movies, not over love songs, not even in the most quiet of me-moments. A waste of no matter how much time together. Nothing ever changed; we simply couldn’t make it right.
So I kept you at arm’s-length until you simply stopped trying.
That was the day that I simply stopped crying.
Hello there, tears.
I wonder when we’ll be together again.
I’m sure it’s not an if, but a when.
And I will be ready, but stay away until then.
This is not the slice that I sat down to write, but “until then” came on out instead.
So I sat down again, and I started again and “’til then” is what I meant to have said.
I am participating in the 11th annual Slice of Life Story Challenge (#SOLSC18) hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write each day in March as part of an international writing community. I appreciate any comments, especially those that
- reinforce writing decisions that work and
- coach into those that don’t.
Think of each comment you leave as a little writing conference we are having together. Come on, make me a better writer today! Thank you!