Watching Him Fall In Love

The Break Up

We broke up after stopping by a Chinese restaurant to grab something to eat because I hadn't eaten all day. I stayed in the car as he went in and ordered our food so I just sat in silence and went trough by social media accounts.

Endless pictures of pets and vacations. Group pictures and kissing pictures. New babies and family reunions. Looking through these reminds me of how much I wanted to settle down. Have a family of my own and get my career in a good place.

Evan and I have talked about the future and what we wanted to do but he just wanted to travel. He wanted to go to new countries and try different foods and see new people. Don't get me wrong, that sounds amazing, but I want to have babies and wake up every morning to the pitter patter of tiny feet running down the hall and the smell of breakfast cooking downstairs and the gibberish of morning cartoons in the background.

Evan stepped out of the restaurant with two bags in his hands. I made eye contact with him through the car window and he smiled. I smiled back and realize that his smile is one of the reasons I love him. He unlocks the at and puts the food in the back seat, then get in the drivers seat.

The ride home was silent but filled with music. A mixture of our tastes. Some country for me and some of that rap crap for him.

We got home and I turned on a movie while he put the food on the coffee table. We are in silence and after we cuddle and watched the movie.

He leaned over and kissed my cheek and then my neck and then my collarbone and then above my breasts. I learned away and he looked at me with confusion in his eyes.

"Is something wrong?" He asked. I looked at him with love but then shook it off.

"This doesn't feel right." I told him plainly.

"We can change the movie if you want."

"No that's not what I'm talking about. I mean us, Evan. It doesn't feel right."

"What do you mean?" He asked. There was worry in his eyes and that made me nervous to continue.

"Evan, I think that we should..not see each other anymore. We just want different things right now." I replied.

He was silent for a few minutes and then answered, "Can we get together in a few years if we're both single? And see if things work out?"

I nodded my head and gave him one last kiss and headed into the room.

In the morning he was gone and the only thing remaining the proved he lived here was his lingering scent.