All I Want is Him

::Adalia Rosette::

He's soft spoken and kind. I seek comfort from the cold evening breeze which cools my wet cheeks.

He knows how much I want him but he chooses to leave. Is it my fault? If I was a better wife would he stay?

I feel the cool blade of the knife in my fist wipe away the tears. Chilling yet still warmer than the man who has decided to leave me.

The door behind me is knocking. I hear his voice which sends my heart into a panicked spiral. The knife drops to the ground and the door opens.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He runs in grabbing me by the shoulders and looking at my disgusting flushed face.

I turn my head away. I'm angry I don't want him to leave, but I want him to be happy. I'm so confused and overwhelmed I just want to die.

I quickly suck up my emotions and look him in the face with a smile. "I'm sorry honey, I was just having another little breakdown. But I'm fine now. Don't worry." I let out a small laugh and hug him tightly, "It's time for you to go. The bus is going to leave soon." My hug tightens around him and in that moment I'm tempted to grab the knife from the ground and stab him in the chest. But I let him go and he gives me a kiss just before he walks out.

I fell in love with a vibrant bird

But birds need freedom

And I live with cages

I grab the knife from the bathroom floor and stare at a framed photo of the two of us. "Don't come back, Fynn"