Sunday, March 28, 2010

Last Night

Last Night

I cried on my way home last night. Dark winding roads closing in on me. I reached out, and you were there, Only a voice, but one that kept me in reality, Kept the night from closing in.

It was cool outside last night. I was shivering, but not because of cold.

I listen to your voice, feel the steering wheel in my hands, the seat on my back and legs, I focus on your voice and these sensations, feeling the tell tale tingle of my lips - I am close to hyperventilating.

You talk my breathing down. The computer geek telling the midwife how to breath. You ask what happened, but I don't know. The unexpected.

I needed him last night. My weeks have been trying. I just needed to be held. I've never told him I needed him. It was such a simple request, but he walked away from me.

I love him. Loving him has always been easy. I trusted him - he told me I could. Trust is hard for me. But he walked away from me last night, and now my heart is broken.

Copyright Misty M. Millard
11/13/09
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