Last Words.

We sat silently in the car as we both searched for the right words to say. I couldn’t think of anything so I turned the radio on. You looked at me with a puzzled look plastered on your tear stained face.

“You’d rather listen to the radio than talk to me?”

And at that moment you said what I was afraid to admit to. Yes, it had come to that. I thought about telling you how unhappy I had become lately and how you didn’t make me feel special anymore. But you knew all of this already because you looked away and turned the volume up. As we sang along with Mark Mathis, we both knew that that was the best way to end things.

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