Two Day’s
We we’re finally honest with each other and it hurt. It hurt so bad I was sobbing and pulling the phone away so you couldn’t hear me. It hurt so bad you were beating yourself up. It hurt so bad we didn’t know what else to do but breathe in silence…
I sprawled out my feelings on the table like a million little puzzle pieces and as you sat there tearfully trying to solve the puzzle, I metaphorically and gracefully grabbed your shoulder which you knew meant you only need to listen. My heart is heavy from carrying the burden of our relationship and I need to breathe new air in my lungs to whisper love back into my heart and omit the resentment I hold.
After stepping out of the wrestling ring of our conversation, feeling battered and bruised… I took a pause and politely asked you to give me two days. I need to get lost in the nothingness of my mind to find solutions that will pierce through the layers of doubt and bring me to a moment of pure clarity.
Two days is all I ask.
Two days is when we decide how to proceed.



