Today I left our home and felt nothing. It was a cold evening though I hadn't noticed. The trees waved goodbye at me in the twilight as the wind threatened to snap them if they didn't.
Red drove me to my new house. The orange street lights shone at me through the rain smeared windows questioning me with their insolent brightness. I wanted him to come after me. His parting words where to ask if I wanted to sign a birthday card from the both of us.
"No, because then it means we're still a couple"
He brushed his lips against mine and I turned away from him into the night. As I walked away lilly petals fell from the plant I was still holding, crushed and bruised from his hurried embrace.
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My house is a house but it's not a home. Lilly is my only companion and she mourns they way I cannot. It has been less than a day and most of her petals have fallen, she looks as though she is crying.
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