LIFE AS IT IS: SHE
SHE
A kick to the stomach.
That's what it felt like when she had gotten the text. She taught they had been happy together or maybe that's what she wanted to think. They had been together for four years and this past months she had felt like they were moving to the next level.
She had met him at in one of her most trying periods. She had just lost her mother who had spent years battling with cancer and there he was; her knight in shining armor, saying the right words, doing the right things. It had been so easy to fall.
Looking back, she wondered if she had been lost to have seen it. How dependent he had wanted her to be, how he made sure every decision came from him. She had been happy then, after all it felt good having someone take up all the responsibilities after she had done so much for all other people.
It had been so exciting to be free.
She had met his mother one year after their first date and she thought maybe he had been thinking of having something serious with her. And maybe he had. But then, she had realized all her failings and started building up her self again. He hadn't wanted that, he had wanted a puppy, miserable and willing to do whatever he willed.
That's when the riff had started.
And for a while, she thought maybe he was concerned and thought she was going to relapse being her lost if he left of the reins. She had wanted to be free and done everything possible to show him how strong she was becoming.
They had kind of reach out and agreement.
Not spoken out loud. Him being his overbearing, grumpy self and she being better at being the strong woman she has wanted to be.
And then the text, early this morning while she woken up to a bright morning. She had felt the cut, a little hurt after all old habits die hard.
She would survive, she knew that. She had been through worse, coming out; well not blooming but not crumpled either. She would made sure she remembered him for the good times. In a way, he had taught her lot. How the person she could only truly depend on was herself and of course God.
She would find love again.
A kick to the stomach.
That's what it felt like when she had gotten the text. She taught they had been happy together or maybe that's what she wanted to think. They had been together for four years and this past months she had felt like they were moving to the next level.
She had met him at in one of her most trying periods. She had just lost her mother who had spent years battling with cancer and there he was; her knight in shining armor, saying the right words, doing the right things. It had been so easy to fall.
Looking back, she wondered if she had been lost to have seen it. How dependent he had wanted her to be, how he made sure every decision came from him. She had been happy then, after all it felt good having someone take up all the responsibilities after she had done so much for all other people.
It had been so exciting to be free.
She had met his mother one year after their first date and she thought maybe he had been thinking of having something serious with her. And maybe he had. But then, she had realized all her failings and started building up her self again. He hadn't wanted that, he had wanted a puppy, miserable and willing to do whatever he willed.
That's when the riff had started.
And for a while, she thought maybe he was concerned and thought she was going to relapse being her lost if he left of the reins. She had wanted to be free and done everything possible to show him how strong she was becoming.
They had kind of reach out and agreement.
Not spoken out loud. Him being his overbearing, grumpy self and she being better at being the strong woman she has wanted to be.
And then the text, early this morning while she woken up to a bright morning. She had felt the cut, a little hurt after all old habits die hard.
She would survive, she knew that. She had been through worse, coming out; well not blooming but not crumpled either. She would made sure she remembered him for the good times. In a way, he had taught her lot. How the person she could only truly depend on was herself and of course God.
She would find love again.
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