His wedding ring was sitting on the bathroom counter. Not
sure why I didn’t think about that. Seeing it sitting there all alone, on the
counter, discarded like an old penny. My heart sank realizing that the end of
our marriage is really happening. Everything seems so sudden and so permanent.
Permanent well it is, our marriage is officially over. I’ll be moving my
belongings out next weekend, haven’t been back since Vegas. My dog is now his,
my former life seems so like an old calendar written with appointments,
birthdays, memories that I no longer fit into.
4 years of my life, a year of marriage and like that is
over. I know we are doing the right thing. Well I know I am doing the right
thing, we weren’t happy. This isn’t what marriage is about or like. You should be happy, and we weren’t. I love
him, I truly do, so much so that I am letting him go to find that happiness he
deserves. I feel confident about that, I feel like we’ve made the right
decision, so why does seeing that lonely wedding ring on the bathroom counter
make me heart drop?
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