I sit at home, waiting for my lover. He's been gone for quite a bit now. I sit sipping at my wine, watching out the window for my beloved. He's usually gone for hours at a time, i don't know why i wait around... i shouldn't start expecting more of him just because he apologizes so sincerely, i can't help but fall for his little lies.
I get up, going to the kitchen refilling my wine, feeling the light alcohol fill my system. It eases me out helping me blur his face from my memory for a bit. i close my eyes feeling the buzz from the whole drink make me feel like air. i go back to the window, watching the rain fall down.
I noticed his car pull in. i glance at it not moving from my spot by the windowsill. He walks in looking towards me questioningly "is everything okay love?" i hear him question, i continue gazing out the window ignoring his voice which i love so much. He approached me grazing my arm with his. I flinch away, not so use to his affectionate touches anymore.
He noticed my reaction turning away from me. My gaze followed him as he walked to the kitchen. "Thank you for the coffee!" He yelled out, knowing he wasn't expecting a reply i kept quiet, turning back towards the raindrops falling down the window. I started thinking of what we use to be, feeling a single tear falling down my cheek. i immediately wiped it away, trying to keep the tears in. Hearing his footsteps come back into the room i looked away again.
He sat next to me, keeping a comfortable distance. He was holding a cup of coffee, his favorite way, light cream and plenty of sugar. I close my eyes blocking out the old memories of him and i. We use to be so happy together but now, we just are two strangers living together, calling eachother "the one".
We sat in silence before i spoke. "Maybe.... maybe it's best we break it off? I know you're seeing other people, don't deny it. Why else would you disappear so often, and why else would we grow distant?" I spoke so softly, trying not to cry. He looked at me shocked, i can't tell if it's because i spoke or if it's because i knew the truth so easily. "Do you even care?" He retorted, obviously trying to make me seem like the bad person. "Obviously i care, i make you coffee, i wait everyday by the window for you to come home.... all i want to be is gold to you, do you not get that?" I questioned, tears brimming up in my eyes as my voice raised.
He looked away, murmuring "you were gold to me... but now, you're nothing like you use to be." Before getting up and leaving the room, within that moment i knew.... there was no more us, no more the meant to be together, no more soulmates, and without him, i'll no longer be the me he shaped me to be.....
I got up, approaching the kitchen with his coffee cup and my wine. Pouring them both in the sink, i noticed the ugly color the two made when mixed. Reminding me of us. i gently washed the cups, before placing them into their rightful places. I heard the front door close and your car drive off. Me and you, were just too differently seems. and just like coffee and wine, we don't belong together....
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won't you stay mine~
Short Storyjust a couple little love stories ♡ ~☁︎ not all of them are happy, because sister bridgette is incapable of writing happy things ☁︎~