Step inside my Berry Sweet Dream~

I felt every heavy footstep as he stepped through the kitchen heading towards the living room. I memorized each careless movement, as he walked right out the front door, refusing to grant me one last bit of courtesy, by looking back. I didn’t stop him, I didn’t even make a sound. All I could do was think to myself, “I knew this was coming.” but in no way did my realization help to lessen the anguish. 

The door slammed more violently than i had expected, causing my entire being to shudder in reply. Just like that he was gone. The man I had been married to for almost two decades. The father of my children. I couldn’t help but marvel at how easy it had been for him to drop the papers under my nose, and slide the pen into my hand. I knew things between us had been shaky, but never in my wildest dreams would I have ever chosen to abandon him or the children. He said he was unhappy, had been for many years. Guess it didn’t matter if I was devastated, as long as he got his way. The lack of concern hurt worst of all. How could the man I trusted, the one I would turn to in my hour of need, transform so quickly into the distant shadow that now rested so heavily over my undeniably brighter past.

I felt a prickle near the corner of my eyes, but I refused to cry. I grabbed the edge of the table and set all of my weight down upon it. Shutting my eyes tight, I begged them to hold back their tears. He wasn’t worth it. He didn’t deserve another single drop from me. Not now, not ever.