True love waits

chapter 7: Say that you love me

Waking up in the morning to the sounds of construction work outside my window, with the light from the sun shining through the cracks of my curtain onto my chocolate skin. Smiling at the memory of last night, that played so clearly in my mind, I could still feel Noah's lips up against mines, remembering what Noah said about seeing me in the morning I quickly kicked my feet over my bed.

Rushing to my closet I quickly grab out a cute black and purple sundress. Holding it up against my curvy plump body I modeled it out in front of my long mirror. Suddenly hearing the doorbell ring thinking it was Noah, I quickly dropped my dress.

Running to the door I quickly open the door, only to see no one was there. Stepping out the house looking around not seeing anyone who could have possibly rung my door bell. And that's when I seen it, Noah driving down pass my house in his truck filled with his belongings, I wave happily, but he never made eye contact.

Watching him leave the street I stood there confused to what was going on. Nothing made sense, I tried to rationalize it in my head, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out why he would have all his things in the back of his car or why he wouldn't even look at me, especially after last night, it didn't make sense.

But just then I had an idea, call it intuition, I took off running down the street barefooted in my pajamas with the dirt between my toes.

Reaching his house, I stood staring at the for-sale sign posted in his grass.

Balling, I cried, not understanding what I did wrong, why he would leave without a simple good bye, or a letter explaining why he had to leave, or a number to reach him, he left with nothing, but my heart.He pursued me repeatedly, day in and day out, I didn't even want to give him a chance at first, but I did, I made the gamble only for him to just leave with out a word, like this was just a sick game. Making me wish I listened to my gut feeling.

But I didn't, I fell for it and we made plans that he knew he couldn't keep, I was confused, which eventually turned into anger and then depression as the days and months went on I couldn't eat I couldn't sleep, most importantly I couldn't trust.

Years had gone by and I still hadn't heard from the man that stole my heart, that I refused to let go even though he hurt me more than anyone had ever hurt me. And the saddest thing is I waited for him knowing deep down he would never come back, I just hoped this was all just one big joke, that this really didn't happen that he didn't look me in the eyes and say that he loved me and then left me without a simple word