It was an early Monday morning
when you said that we were through
Though I knew it was coming
the words still cut through me like a knife
I was on the floor
wrapped in your familiar embrace
you sat behind me
your lips slowly brushing my forehead
the comfortable silence we once knew
was tainted by an agonizing anticipation
of the inevitable conversation that soon would follow
your dreaded words sliced through the silence
“we have to end things”
these five simple words were filled with emotions
of sad wistfulness and pain
it amazed me how
these heartbreaking words could be said so lovingly
I turned to you
Choking back tears
I begged you not to leave me
I stared deep into your eyes
desperately searching for something familiar
a comfort I could not find
The eyes that I had once recognized
were somehow different
though they were the same on the surface,
I could now see the hopes and dreams deep inside
an overwhelming longing for something more
something that I could not give you
sadly I knew nothing else was keeping you here
it was selfish to try and convince you to stay
Even though I was breaking,
I told you to go
that I would be ok
I grasped you tightly
in a familiar embrace
with tears streaming down my cheeks
I breathed in your scent for the last time
trying to memorize it
For I sadly knew
that you would never come back to me