Collateral Damage
My eyelids are heavy. The sun is shining. It's a new day. Not my day. Tears keep rising up my eyes uncontrollably running down hot my cheeks as they have been since 3 am in the morning. Finally moving to the living room into the exact spot where he told me all these things I needed to hear the other night that he doesn't want me to feel alone, be there for me, wants me to feel safe to open up. Holding on to me tightly pretending he wanted to be there for me, know me, care about me. O nly then to again leave me behind on my own. In the same darkness I've known for so many years. It takes him only days to treat me like a stranger, like anyone. This is nothing personal. I told him my biggest pain. Ignored. My messages unanswered for over a week - my writings because that's how I communicate these days because I have no say over when or if we even get to communicate. That's his choice. And he's been choosing silence for the past week. He chose himself. He chose t...