I looked at his text again before deleting it.
Thinking about you. I still love you ♥
Memories of his words came rushing back to me like a tidal wave.
“No other man would ever put up with you…”
“For someone in your line of work, you really are sooo stupid…”
“If you loved me, you would want what I want…”
“It’s your fault that you make me so angry that I break things…”
But this time, instead of the memories hitting me like a ton of bricks and making me feel sick to my stomach, the wave washed over and above me.
That’s when I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that the old me was gone. Forever.
No more walking on eggshells and feeling like I was having a heart attack.
No more waiting for the next blow up and blow out.
No more of me apologizing just to keep the peace and asking for forgiveness that I didn’t need.
I stretched out on the sofa and stared out into the darkness of my newly adopted city.
A glass of wine on the coffee table, a good book in my lap and wrapped in my cozy robe, I would never ever let him upset such a peaceful Sunday night.
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