Break
“I can’t believe you can still break my heart.”
The distance between our two bodies is less than a foot. I can feel the apprehension in the grip of his hand in mine. The cool salt water splashes over our skin as his eyes well up. It’s not his intention to be distant or to cause harm to my heart, so my words penetrate his mind like a knife. Taking a deep breath he swallows before reaching over to touch my face.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”
“I know you’re just hurting. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“But…”
The tide is calm around his face. I want to turn away as he stops to look in my eyes. I know he doesn’t have the words. We have to be apart someday and I knew this going into things. I knew he’d have to leave but I stayed by his side trying to avoid this day coming.
“You could come with me.”
“I can’t.”
“But what do you have?”
“I have…”
“You hate your job, your family is a phone call away and everything else is a flight away.”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re the only one breaking your own heart. I want you to come with me.”
It’s my turn to shed the tears. As he pulls me closer, never letting go of my hand, the salt water falls from my eyes. The sun is setting behind us and the waves gently touching the shoreline as we embrace. There’s every reason to go with him and yet I can’t bring myself to follow him on his adventure.
“What happens when I stay?”
“Don’t ask me that.”
“Why? Will you stop loving me if I stay?”
“No, I will always love you.”
“Then?”
“I can’t believe you’d break my heart.”
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