“Let’s end it up gracefully” he said…I sank down on the floor and pressed my knees into my chest. I sighed, took a long breath. Out of nowhere, he told me he wanted to end it all up. I started to cry. I was furious! …“I have no license, no car, and I don’t really have the type of resume that gets me a better job, I also squander most of my money on booze and weed, so let’s quit”…he said.
How could something happen so fast? How could it hurt so much? I thought we were inseparable and were perfect together. But now I feel terrified to have driven away from him. I cried until my eyes were swollen and there was nothing left out of me. There was an empty space inside me, that missing piece. I hated him to have said that, but I wanted him. But maybe, being a guy, he was trying to flee from strange feelings of mishandling and trying to get his bearings. He only needed some time to sort through his feelings. I never understood.
I had no idea what to do to get him back. But, faith in love and destiny guided him back to me…. “I am sorry honey”…he said. And I knew I was the girl whom he would want to spend his life with, whom he would want to please, for whom he would bring out his passionate and romantic side. He is my “MAGNET”.
Hey MAGNET…. I want you to know… life without you is a heap of ashes.
….Love you…
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