Noise

She had lived a life where she felt everything was possible.

Marrying him and having their children, was neither a scary thought nor an impossible one. She saw a loving future when looking into his eyes. She saw happiness, a little boy and girl crawling into his lap while he read them stories that he himself had heard when he was a kid. His loving embrace as he put the kids to sleep and kissed them on the forehead, telling them that they should never stop dreaming and that he loved them with every ounce of his heart. The wonderful sparkle that his eyes possessed as she would lie next to him and he told her how much he loved her. Those were the only things that raced through her mind, she had found her rock. She finally understood the silly love songs she would blast in her teenage room while dreaming of meeting Mr. Right. He had come to her… At least that is what she had thought for so long. She had felt so safe, so secure in their love, but it would prove to be just a silly fantasy. Exactly like the idiotic love songs she would listen to. It was all a wonderful and intricate dream, the reality however, was painful.

There was no room for her in his heart.

They had fought about HER many times, a certain girl that she had always felt had too big of a place in their daily lives. Someone whom he worked with, that he said he’d comforted on numerous occasions because a lot of things were happening in her life and she didn't really have anybody. He was just being a “good” friend, and she believed him with all her heart.

The day she found out the truth, was absolute and excruciating pain. An incoming text at the worst possible time, “Hey babe, when are you coming to visit me again?” – Again, the words rang in her head like a bell on top of a church. Painfully so, it would ring with such a force that her breath left her chest completely. She was gasping for air when she realized that she had lost him, lost her future in that very second.

She looked at him as she was packing her bags, ready to leave for good. Leave years of companionship behind, knowing that it was all a lie.


“I guess I wanted you more…than you wanted me.”

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