1 Before We Meet

I played with the ring on my hand sliding it on and off my finger,thinking what really has to be done. Thinking back to myself I should have done this a long time ago. The words in my head playing over and over, seeing the events of what could happen playing in my mind. I was scared. Not of what he could do, but what will happen to everything else?

I didn*t expect anything less than ugly looks and judgment. Yet, no one knows what's happened behind closed doors. He would hurt me. Maybe not physically, but emotionally and mentally!

"I don*t love you. I did but I don*t anymore." he always looked sad when he said that. Yet when I would cry he would get upset and ignore me for days.

I reminded myself of all the fights and the times he would make me feel bad for no reason. Making me feel like everything is my fault.

"I think we should break up. I thought long and hard and we can*t keep doing this and anyways we are getting busy and we never have time for each other. Its for the best." he cried and said fine.

I know I lied but it was for the best. He didn't need to know the real reason. Not right now.

The phone rings.