The Story So Far...

[miek]

Life isn’t like the movies. There’s no happy ending where you kiss the girl and roll credits. It’s pain. That’s real. It’s the rain falling from the sky, accentuating the cold death of a great love as it creeps outward from your soul. It’s watching the best thing that ever happened to you crying as she whispers that she loves you, but that she couldn’t stay. She opens the car door, steps out into the rain and walks away. You sit there, watching your windshield wipers attempt to throw away the water as your headlights illuminate her as she enters the house. She doesn’t look back. Her hand covers her face. The door shuts and you’re alone.

The rain pours down, rattling the top of the car’s roof, and you just watch that door, hoping she’ll come back out. She’ll reconsider; come running back into your arms. But she doesn’t. The door stays shut, the lights turn off, and your left with your forehead pushed against the steering wheel. You wonder if there was a word, a sentence, a speech, you could have made that would have made her stay. The conversation you just had will play through your head the entire drive home. You hear the same words over and over. You think that if you’d just said one thing differently, you might have been driving back home with a smile instead of your eyes clouded with tears.

The story ends, roll credits.