“Wow” she said, astonished, “Did I really say that?”
It was hard to tell because it had been two weeks since they’d spoken about the letter. He had pretended it hadn’t happened. Those biting words never spoken , never heard.
“I have been waiting for a reply” She said, matter of factly. She was aware that her emotions were about to implode on her like a banana in a vise.
“I have been bewildered, saddened, hurt and annoyed at your lack of concern over this. Your lack of response.”
He looked away, unable to face the inevidable.
“I cannot hold your hand and tell you how to love me any longer.” she explained. Her lip quivered. She knew it was now or never…
“I cannot tell you one more time how to love me. I have been specific and ignored. It’s degrading to me to have to say these things. I can’t make you love me.” She sighed.
” I need to love myself now.”
He walked away. Never letting her know a single feeling he had.
Left her to wonder. Had he been waiting all along for her to be the bad guy?