"Don't leave."
Those cursed fucking words, I heard him say them, and I listened, and I didn't leave, I stayed there with him and looked after him, I loved him too much to leave.
"Don't leave."
Those cursed fucking words, he listened to me say them, he saw me say them, but he didn't listen, and he walked out the door without another word, he left me there, broken, scared and alone. Was I not good enough.
We were having an argument over something dumb and irrelevant but our clashing personalities made it a difficult conflict, in fact we were arguing about a date plan ironically, he said he plans with some other guy I had never heard of, he said it was an old friend and that they were simply going out for drinks, but I got insecure and started accusing him of seeing another man, we argued back and forth, he got defensive which made me think the worst even more, I got upset and told him he was lying to me, this got worse and before I knew it he was threatening to leave, I told him if he left that we were through, I begged him not to leave, I didn't want us to be done. But he left, he walked out without a word, all he did before he left was press a kiss to my cheek, which just made it hurt ten times more.
I haven't seen him since. He came and gathered his things one day when I was out, I returned to a half empty house and a new note on the coffee table, it was him saying that he had gathered his things and moved in with his friend, his key to the house was left the note, that night my heart broke a second time, that night I lost hope.
I lost my job after coming in late so many times. I now work at a small coffee shop on the other side of town, not wanting to work at his old favourite place, I'm new on the job, I've only done late shifts and only on weekends, I'm now on early morning shifts, the busy shifts, one's filled with exhausted college students, busy workmen and women, and some people who just wanted to observe the world with a hot drink.
It's Sunday morning, the quietest day, the slowest day, a day where I got the chance to obverse every customer I talked to. It's been almost fifteen minutes since we've had a customer, I guess it's good I'm on alone this morning, it's peaceful and the people who are sitting are nice people, I know a couple of them, not very well but we exchanged greetings. Two people came through the door, I didn't notice until they were at the counter "excuse me sir" came one of their voices, I looked up tiredly and felt my gut wrench when I saw who it was, but I put on a smile and asked what they wanted in my normal perky voice, though I'm sure the pain came through. They asked for simple coffees and I almost sobbed when they mentioned they were to stay in, but I just nodded and went to make them, not before noticing the matching silver bands adorning their left ring fingers.
I just want him to leave.
