Us

And now, I can see the future all too clearly…. It would fade away so slowly, every inch of his absence would ache. I hadn't lost him, but we'd lost us...if there ever was an us to begin with. My eager anticipation of an us would have to end. A real and valid US. And his words, echoed in my head… the time when he told me how things were bound to get complicated and hurt involved. And he didn’t need those. Really, he didn't want an us.

But complicating ourselves is what I'd been dreaming about; I desperately longed for the complications. But, what I’d really done was held my head high, straightened my posture and agreed to the opposite. It took all my strength, but I had deceitfully concurred.

And I’d never thought about it again. Until yesterday when his words echoed once again in my head.

And then he called.