Don't Go

As I sat and waited for you, I wondered if you thought of me. When you walked out that door, I only hoped that you'd return once more? The fight we just had left us both angry and mad, then without any time to work it out, you hurried out the door. I knew, you had to make it to work once more. As I sat I just thought about how you left, we shouted back and forth, the door flew open and out you went. You didn't even turn to look back as you pulled away. I ran down the driveway and watched till the car went out of sight. What was that all about? I keep replaying it in my head. I sst at the end of the driveway with tear-filled eyes, wondering what I did wrong. You hate me is the feeling I have inside. My heart aches, it hurts so bad. I just sit with my head in my hands, what if he never makes it home again (is the thought I have). I sat by the phone waiting for it to ring...your breaks had all past and yet I found myself still hoping to hear the phone ring. Knowing that I can't change anything thus far, I head to bed with a heavy heart. As I laid there, I hoped that you would make it home. "Please lord let him make it home once more, I have to tell him I love him. I could not live with the pain/guilt if something were to happen to him right now. The last time we spoke, we were both upset and mad. Father, please be with his heart and let him know that I love him and I'm very sorry. I promise father that if you let him return home once more, I will wrap my arms around him tight and tell him I love him. Thankyou again father for listening, Amen."
So, I laid there wondering what I'd say when you came thru that door. During your long awaited arrival, I had a lot of time to think about things. What even started this whole mess with us? "It doesn't even matter is what I tell myself." We are both a little at fault for whatever happened. We are in our relationship together, not separate. For some reason we were brought to it, now, we can make it thru it, together. ©SRSelf