HanqUP-thee last fone call

-Last nite was a feelinq of terrible`ness.- . .I could see the perspiration cominq down. . I saw the water form in the corners of her eyes as she sat. .in silence (holdinq the fone) she held on to it for dear life and as he spoke i could tell that her eyes were pleadinq with him not to qo. But he couldnt see her thouqh. He couldnt see the pain in her like i saw it. He couldnt see just how much hope she`d put into that one little fone call. But as i watched her move briskly around the room I'd seen growth in her since the last time she'd been in this situation.-I'd started to think that maybe four months wasn't really enough time to get accustomed to the things her past relationship had offered. I decided to tell her to just hang up .Because I saw her growth quickly shrink into somethinq so small and so miserable. I couldnt stand to see her standing there. Tears flowing down her eyes as he broke the news to her. He told her. in one quick notion .That indeed she wasnt strong enough for this. For him. For that relationship. She decided to plead the 5Th. Deciding not to say a word. She thought that if maybe she said nothinq then she wouldnt be held accountable for her actions. (boy was she wrong) that dead silence. That we all dread in the most serious conversations we will probably ever have in our teenage lives. Was like a stab to the heart for him. He wanted so badly for her to say "yes i am". ."yes i can" . .& "yes we will" but she didnt. They were both waiting for a confirmation from the other. but neither obliged. So as quickly sweet as the things turned sour . .he hung up . .& just as fast she felt the very last tear she'd ever cry for this man flow down her face and she closed to fone. .knowing that this was the last fone call.

-smooch