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Goodbye Love
#WritcoStoryPrompt123
Start your story about how a single word may bring a fight to an end.
If one of us were to go outside of our comfort zone with one another. Let our guard down. Say something we were not afraid to regret. Take a chance just once for the other. Unless I am still hoping and wishing on a love that does not remain.
It would not surprise me although it would hurt. Hurt like hell. Just as it does every single day of our life, of our love. It is a sadly spoken song, a lonely way to live, and the most painful of ways to spend you days.
A normal day in our life, would begin waking up alone. Opening my eyes to a new day, looking around hoping to find peace. To find protection of a day sure to already be filled with pain that has nothing to do with you. I hope again you are there to protect me from some of it. Shield me from the hurt that constantly fills my days anymore. I am not surprised when my heart sinks as my eye's search and find nothing. You are not there. You never are. I wonder as I lay there a little longer where you may be. I can find you in the living room. The spot you have now made yours since I gave away your office the last time you left. That was where you always went to escape me. It made it easier, I assume to pretend I was not there. You don't care as much anymore. You just let me know now how you are going into another room to escape from me and any words that may come out of my mouth. I get up and find something I need in the kitchen to see where you might be. My heart sinks when I find you and what you may doing out of jealousy that you have found this more important than being next to me during the night. I remember reading you an article from a magazine about couples and how important it was to their relationship that they sleep next to one another. I think of this article often. Is this article to blame for our relationship that always has a loss for words, unless they are unkind? What has this article done to my life?
Then I start to remember the beginning of our relationship. It was never pretty I suppose. Then I find myself wondering why both of us have chosen to continue to...
Start your story about how a single word may bring a fight to an end.
If one of us were to go outside of our comfort zone with one another. Let our guard down. Say something we were not afraid to regret. Take a chance just once for the other. Unless I am still hoping and wishing on a love that does not remain.
It would not surprise me although it would hurt. Hurt like hell. Just as it does every single day of our life, of our love. It is a sadly spoken song, a lonely way to live, and the most painful of ways to spend you days.
A normal day in our life, would begin waking up alone. Opening my eyes to a new day, looking around hoping to find peace. To find protection of a day sure to already be filled with pain that has nothing to do with you. I hope again you are there to protect me from some of it. Shield me from the hurt that constantly fills my days anymore. I am not surprised when my heart sinks as my eye's search and find nothing. You are not there. You never are. I wonder as I lay there a little longer where you may be. I can find you in the living room. The spot you have now made yours since I gave away your office the last time you left. That was where you always went to escape me. It made it easier, I assume to pretend I was not there. You don't care as much anymore. You just let me know now how you are going into another room to escape from me and any words that may come out of my mouth. I get up and find something I need in the kitchen to see where you might be. My heart sinks when I find you and what you may doing out of jealousy that you have found this more important than being next to me during the night. I remember reading you an article from a magazine about couples and how important it was to their relationship that they sleep next to one another. I think of this article often. Is this article to blame for our relationship that always has a loss for words, unless they are unkind? What has this article done to my life?
Then I start to remember the beginning of our relationship. It was never pretty I suppose. Then I find myself wondering why both of us have chosen to continue to...
