Today is my husband’s birthday. I send a text and leave a message. I know this will be a hard day for him. It’s a “special” birthday so he is facing age, work, making a new life and loss of love. I walk a fine line within myself. I caused him pain. I am the loss. I broke his heart. And he is an adult. It was a marriage of two. We tried. Could I have tried harder? Could he have tried more? Could we have come back?
How strange it is to be in this relationship looking at that one. How strange to ache for his broken heart while wondering if mine is next. How much it makes me wonder if I know what I want.
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