I packed it up. All your stuff.
I waited for you. Your return.
You promised you would be back!
Right back.
That was a year ago.
Yes you said you had to go home to your child. Your job, your life, your husband, but that you would return.
You never did.
Your place in my heart was never occupied, may be the spot in the bed was, but never where it mattered most.
I waited!
But after a year, the calls boil down to an occasional text, an "I love you, I miss you".
But in all honesty, you are married. I'm not. Its selfish of me to expect you to give up what you have, a life, a family, for this unknown!
We always spoke of 'in another life time'. Maybe one day.
So I packed it up
All your stuff! The clothes, the vicki secrets, the shoes!
So expect a package in the mail soon. And when you get the box please return to sender/giver with the heart that you hold!!!
