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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Quiant.

He rammed the coffee table to the wall. Angry. Anguish. Heart ache. I tried to calmed him down by hugging him tightly around his waist. He pushed me hard to the floor. I could feel the coldness of the cement as it were his feelings.


I cried. I cried. All I could see is his is mouth breathing fire as I try to stand up. I tried holding his hands but he let go. I try to press my cheeks on this his bare chest. Again he pushed only this time I spun slowly. Knowingly. That it was over.



Our happiness was over.


I sat on the red velvet couch. Tears roll down my eyes. Cheeks were wet. He wore his shirt and left me there bare. Naked. Ashamed.



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