She came out from behind the bend and before her was her world. The horizon was before as she drove down the hill in her beat up truck. The sun began to set in all of it's golden glory, filling the sky with deep oranges, blood reds, and the ever increasing indigos and midnight blues. She wished she had a picture of this moment. This little moment of bliss. But the moment had come and gone and all she had was a memory.
Even as she rolled down the hill, she wanted to turn the truck around and walk through that all too familiar screen door. She couldn't, like that day the relationship had to end. No matter how much she didn't want it to. He understood, he stood by and let her break both of their hearts. They both knew it was for the best. They didn't question what they had to do. Or even why.
Her tears fell down her face as she made the final turn onto the highway, when her phone rang. She didn't look to see who it was. She already knew.
"Hey..." The voice on the other end was as broken and tear stained as she knew her's would be.
"It's too early for hello's."
"I just had to tell you." He paused, but there was no suspense, she knew him too well. "I'm not ready to say goodbye just yet."
"Don't say that." She heard the sob in her own voice and wished she could be stronger. "What else could we have done?"
"Nothing. There's nothing we could have done differently. I just wanted to let you know. I wished there was a way that it didn't have to end."
"If only that was enough."
"I love you."
"And I love you."
"You're my secret I wish I could tell."
"You are my Romeo."
"And I would have died like the fool, with a smile on my face. At least my Juliette is too brave to let either of us die."
He knew she was smiling, that hear wrenching smile of beauty.
"These violent delights have violent ends. And in their triumphs die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume."
"One of us had to be practical." He reasoned for her.
"No! Don't say that. I'll turn around right now if you try and defend what I've done."
"What is that? What did we ever do wrong?"
"We fell in love!"
"It happens. Look. It's not over because believe this or not my heart will always be true to you. My arms will always be open for you, and there will be a side of my bed and a chest of drawers. I know you love me, so don't deny that you would do the same. I'm saying that, knowing that is enough. I have lived to know that I have been loved and that I have loved. You were enough to keep me going and the thought of you will continue to keep me going. Until my dying day." And with that he hung up, but just as he said he was never gone.
After that night she couldn't watch her favorite movies any more, all of them were love stories. They were too real, despite the fiction. But Romeo and Juliette she could stand to watch that. At least she was alive even if she didn't survive.
Even as she rolled down the hill, she wanted to turn the truck around and walk through that all too familiar screen door. She couldn't, like that day the relationship had to end. No matter how much she didn't want it to. He understood, he stood by and let her break both of their hearts. They both knew it was for the best. They didn't question what they had to do. Or even why.
Her tears fell down her face as she made the final turn onto the highway, when her phone rang. She didn't look to see who it was. She already knew.
"Hey..." The voice on the other end was as broken and tear stained as she knew her's would be.
"It's too early for hello's."
"I just had to tell you." He paused, but there was no suspense, she knew him too well. "I'm not ready to say goodbye just yet."
"Don't say that." She heard the sob in her own voice and wished she could be stronger. "What else could we have done?"
"Nothing. There's nothing we could have done differently. I just wanted to let you know. I wished there was a way that it didn't have to end."
"If only that was enough."
"I love you."
"And I love you."
"You're my secret I wish I could tell."
"You are my Romeo."
"And I would have died like the fool, with a smile on my face. At least my Juliette is too brave to let either of us die."
He knew she was smiling, that hear wrenching smile of beauty.
"These violent delights have violent ends. And in their triumphs die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume."
"One of us had to be practical." He reasoned for her.
"No! Don't say that. I'll turn around right now if you try and defend what I've done."
"What is that? What did we ever do wrong?"
"We fell in love!"
"It happens. Look. It's not over because believe this or not my heart will always be true to you. My arms will always be open for you, and there will be a side of my bed and a chest of drawers. I know you love me, so don't deny that you would do the same. I'm saying that, knowing that is enough. I have lived to know that I have been loved and that I have loved. You were enough to keep me going and the thought of you will continue to keep me going. Until my dying day." And with that he hung up, but just as he said he was never gone.
After that night she couldn't watch her favorite movies any more, all of them were love stories. They were too real, despite the fiction. But Romeo and Juliette she could stand to watch that. At least she was alive even if she didn't survive.
