Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Walking Away

I watch him walk away, my
heart breaking at the thought of
losing him. Setting pride aside, I
beg him to stay, thrusting my arms
around him - feeling unbearable
pain when he coldly removes them.
“It’s better this way,” he says..
“Please! You’re tearing my heart out,”
I plead tearfully – as the door closes
behind him.


Maria said...

One shares the pain that the author feels. Nice Peggy.

Dennis J said...

Emotional! I love it.