...And Just Like That... in Him

  • Jan. 6, 2015, 5:01 p.m.
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(phone in hand, starts to ring; it’s Him; looks at the phone until it stops; waits to see if voicemail is left/no voicemail)

(plugs in ears/redials after 10 mins/answers immediately)

Him: Hello?
Her: Hey.
Him: What’s cracking?
Her: Shit. I saw you called.
Him: Yeah. I wanted to hit you up right quick. Let you know I did get your message. Didn’t want you to think I was ignoring you. I could have typed you a message but I don’t think it would come across…I saw it was heartfelt and I thought I would call. I didn’t think a message would…I didn’t know any other way to put it than to what I’m saying right now. Pain will be felt on both parts. And it won’t be cold turkey. I promise. It won’t be cold turkey. (voice breaks a bit throughout/sniffs a couple of times). Okay?
Her: Okay.
Him: I’ll holla atcha later.
Her: (sniffs) Okay.

::call disconnects::

For those that haven’t been following; he understands too the separation is inevitable and will have to happen. He will hurt just as much as I will and he will say goodbye when the time comes. My heartaches, but this too will pass


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