Decisions

I watched as he backed out of my driveway, he hesitated to wave good bye. I just stood there with tears rolling down from my eyes. He had spent the day before marking off chores on the honey do list. Pulling weeds, clearing gutters bringing me items needed from the store. I had spent the day doing a work project I was to present it that evening.

My meeting went well, I rushed home for dinner. He was in bed, but it wasn't late. I sat in the quiet house for a few moments a bit bewildered. He calls out to me. He has made the decision to leave. He needs help with his addiction, to conquer that demon. I know that he does, I see him using more. Today was a good day, is that why? He had already known.

We sit up most of the night talking, reminiscing of the past few years. I will miss him, I had gotten use to him being around. He will leave in the morning and I will not be able to contact him. His decision is a good one for him, I am glad he is seeking help. I know when he is healed I will be forgotten. I am just a distraction for him, I have no claims to him, he had vows to another. As he backs out of my drive I softly speak " I love you."