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Lucie James
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The Break Up
I have always hated playing pretend as a child and as an adult I despised the idea even more. So why am I sitting here trying to pretend like my world is not crashing down right before my eyes. "Sandra," he pleaded leaving a stench of desperation in the air. My heart beg my mind to explain why it's not responding to his despair. "Sandra, you have nothing to say?" Terrance kneel down on his knees in front of me sitting on this sofa that feels like I am being swallowed up by quick sand. How quickly our colorful heated argument ends in a dark and lonely place we both dread to face. The cold dark empty feeling is only intensified by the silence felt in the room which magnify the reality that this could be the of the end of us. Confused, I then found myself with an internal battle between my heart and mind. My mind wants to pretend that in this very moment my world is not falling apart. My heart hit me with a brick to the head, bringing me back to reality as the foundation we built dismantle brick by brick. My mind reason that if I look long and hard for the light in this dark and hollow place we have manage to find ourselves in, I am destined to find a speck of light. My heart gently pull me back reminding me that time was not the enemy here. I found some humor in that it wasn't long ago that my heart was fighting for us. Oh, how the roles has reversed.
By Lucie James4 years ago in Humans