Tuesday, January 25, 2011

The Earring

It's just an earring, but it feels like an end.

It fell out that night in your car three months ago when you reached over to kiss me. I didn't bother to search for it under the seat because I knew I'd be back in that car again soon and I didn't want to ruin the moment with searching. And the world was beautiful and I was beautiful and you were mine, and I got out of that car with one less earring but with one more hope.

When you dropped that earring into my hand today, you, towering over me with the winter cold pouring through my car window, it felt loud. It felt heavy and final and sad. And you didn't smile and we talked of life and its hardships and I agreed that you have it pretty rough these days. And I wanted you to touch me. I wanted you to say that it wasn't over and that you still wanted me and that you were going to keep the earring so I'd have to come back again soon...

And as I drove away, through restrained tears I breathed a sigh of relief; because you gave me back my earring... and in doing so you set me free.

3 comments:

  1. Hi, your post brought tears to my eyes. I know how difficult endings are but without them we wouldn't have beginnings. Hope the love you so deserve, finds you and brings with it joy and happiness.

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  2. I can't find the words but what I want to say is:

    - This post is so sad
    - This post is also very well written. So much so that I think even Chuck Norris could not read it with a dry eye

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