Time Goes By

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I have finally seen the light,

I was so blind.

It got to me finally when I turned 28.

I needed to get my life back on track.

I lived in an abyss of pleasure with him.

I didn’t notice how the years had passed.

I knew he would never leave his lifestyle,

It was up to me.

It was that June afternoon, where I lounged on the couch on the back deck

I was sitting there seeing out into the sky.

I had been asked to be someone’s maid of honor.

Their wedding was almost coming soon.

I sat there thinking, would I ever marry.

Who would want me, with my history.

I didn’t know where all my marriage plans had gone from a long time ago.

I remember being the marriage type.

Now I am all but that,

I’ll be anything He wants me to be for him.

I have long ago, officially moved in with him.

He said it pleased him that I was at HIS house.

Everything here was HIS, not ours.

 I wanted things that were mine, with someone else’s.

If HE couldn’t give it to me, shouldn’t I have looked else where by now?

I sat there dazed, until he came home.

He came up to me as noticed I was spaced out.

That day I laid all my cards down,

Told him how I felt, told him I couldn’t do anymore.

I told him I need something more, and I didn’t blame him for anything.

I told him that I loved him truly, but I had lost myself in the process.

I kissed him on the cheek before I left.

I went to his room and packed a bag with a few outfits and some of my material things.

I wrote a note and said I’d be back for the rest, that I needed space.

I didn’t look for him before I left, I couldn’t.

That night I slept in my mother’s guest bedroom, she didn’t ask me questions.

Two Days went by before I went back to retrieved my stuff.

I thought he wasn’t going to be there, but how wrong I was.

He was there, sitting on the couch, waiting.

It almost felt like he waited for me, I cant be sure though.

He didn’t even tell me anything, when he got up.

He strode to me and kissed me hard,

I couldn’t resist.

He’s my weakness.

When he finished he did something I never expected…

He got on one knee and asked me to be his truly.

I thought I died that day, but no it was just a big surprise.

After that day, we weren’t dom and sub

We were more, so much more.

He and me, we became an US, not a you and me anymore

I was his wife and he was my husband.

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