"You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls down the side of your neck, around your shoulders and back."
"Stop." I reply to Ed singing in my ear.
"What?"
"I said stop. You know its really cute when you sing to me songs youve written for me the first couple times but every damn day... fuck Ed. It gets old. Quick. And im really tired of it. Its like it doesnt mean anything to you at all. I used to love that song but now Im just pisses from you simging it all the damn time."
He couldnt even look at me. I could see the tears in his eyes he was trying to hold back. What had I just done?
"Ed baby im so sorry. I didnt mean any of that. Please forgive me... I love you..." I put my hand on his arm to try looking in his hurt eyes.
"Stop." He practically screams, pushing me off of him and knocking the glass of wine off the edge of his balcony we were standing on.
I watched it fall 9 stories down.
Now it seems like our relationship just went with it.
Probably for about 5 minutes we sat there in awkwardness, now knowing what to do. It felt like hours. But finally he said one word to me.
"Leave."
And that I did. Clutching my phone and my purse I ran out crying, not wanting to make a bigger fool out of myself than I already had.
I ran down the 9 fucking flights of stairs. One of my heels broke but I didnt care. Even if I broke every bone in my body I dont think it would hurt as much as I just hurt the love of my life.
I ran.
I just kept running and running until I got to the subway station. People looked at me with worried and scared eyes but I honetly didnt give a fuck. I got my headphones out and put my music library on shuffle. I put the earbuds in my ears and look at my phone screen at the first song played.
Tenerife Sea.
