When I realized that it wasn't her fault. It was all God's work. She pushed herself away from me continuously not for me to cry and try to understand it but because it was God moving me away from that situation. I had to wonder, if it was God's will then what made me answer that phone call 1:00 in the morning that day? Maybe it was a test of my strength. Like a lot of preparations drastic measures are sometimes forced to be taken. When she told me who she was I should've told her that I was indeed sleep when she asked and discouraged her on ever calling again. But something in me wanted to talk. So instead of saying that I told her that it was fine and that I could talk I mean to be honest what could I say? She was crying. I can't help but wonder if maybe the tables would've been turned if I would've declined her need to talk to me... Maybe the tables would've turned.
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Zoned Out
Short StoryAlthough this is a very real part of my life, it was not written to bash one of my exes. If that was the case I would've gladly given you her name. Enjoy!
