Monday, February 11, 2008
And the reason why today
The last time he left me, I couldn't stop the tears. My face pressed into his shoulder as he covered my hair and head and neck with kisses. It's Sunday afternoon and the rain matches my mood. He picks up Irving, kisses his nose, and then whispers, "Take care of her?" I take my teddy bear in my arms and hold him tight between our embrace. My last heartbreak sneaks up sometime, but that love never fulfilled me like this one.