A balloon, once filled with so much hope and a yearning to reach new heights; now flat, tangled up in branches and lost and forgotten about.
You once were the only thing on my mind. You got me up in the morning. The yearning to see your face and be in your presence, helped give me that extra kick I needed to start my day.
Rank tasting coffee, packed tube carriages and unwanted greetings of stale body odour were all worth it just knowing that I was going to see you.
That smile. Your teeth all sparkly white and straight on the surface, yet hiding a secret tooth on the left side of your mouth that wasn’t so perfect, but perfect to me.
Your brown eyes, deep pools that ran tingles of desire through me whenever you looked my way.
Your face, perfection in every single sense. A distraction to the dull and bleak world that encapsulated me. You were a dream, that leapt out of my head and became a reality.
I could listen to you speak for hours, months, days, for all eternity.
I should have known that you were to good to be true.
No one can ever be that perfect. It wasn’t possible.
We had a future together and then you went and ruined it.
I had spent months creating a non physical mood board in my head of what our future would be like. How you would finally ask me out. How you would take me to the zoo for our first date and we would bond over our mutual love of monkeys. Our magical engagement story. The gown I would wear on our wedding day, the tears that you would cry when you saw me for the first time. The births of all three of our children. Two girls and a boy. The first house we would live in, the house you would build for me.
Poof. All gone just like that. A happy and amazing life all ruined by you.
How could you do this to me?
You led me on. Teasing me with that damn smile. The swagger of your walk as you strode across the office. The smell of your cologne as you passed by me in the kitchen, to go and make your morning coffee. Black with two sugars and an extra spoon that you put in, when you didn’t think that any one was watching.
I had loved you for so long that I couldn’t remember a time before you. It never occurred to me that you could ever be so cruel.
How could you bring her here? To our space, this wasn’t her office she didn’t work here. How could you betray me in such a way.
So here I sit, watching as you parade her around the office. Watching that finger, that is sinking under the weight of the massive sparkler that encases it.
It should’ve been me.