Ours

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Ours

As I heard the front door of my apartment slam closed I sunk to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, letting myself fall apart. I knew this was coming, the huge unbearable let down. I knew this wouldn't last long, it was always a matter of how long we could stretch it out, pretending that our rope wasn't beginning to fray under the pressure and act like we weren't waiting for it to snap and for us to plummet to the ground. This was never sturdy from the beginning, we knew it was coming. But just because you know something is going to happen and you anticipate it doesn't make it any easier, any less heart wrenchingly painful when it does. I was so stupid, I knew this wouldn't last but I still let my guard down. I still put my heart on the line, and now it's broken. I don't think I'll ever get that happily ever after fairytale romance that I have always been dreaming about. I don't think I'll ever find true love, real, happy love. But then, the front door opens again and he comes back in. He walks over to me and says, "I know that this was doomed from the start and that it's going to be almost impossible, but I love you too much to let you go that easily. We can make this work, because we love each other." I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. And in that moment I knew that this would last and we would make it even though this love is nowhere near perfect, it's ours.    


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