i lay beside him while he slept, watched the soft, rhythmic rise and fall of his chest. I wanted desperately to kiss him awake, wanted to run my hands over his lithe and graceful body. My skin ached fir the feel of his lips against it. I groaned softly and he stirred. Stillness, a stiff and utter stillness invaded my body until he settled back into his peaceful slumber.
I slipped carefully out of the bedd, relaxing my muscles as I did. I stood over him, trying to dress soundelssly, holding my breath and hoping i wouldnt disturb him.
A few minutes later I was almost to the door and ready to make a clean break. Then I heard him roll over onto his side to cuddle with me, only I wasnt there. I hit the door and opened it. I never looked back.
"Maggie?" I pretended not to hear him as I walked out and closed the door behind me. I didnt stop until I was safely in the elavator, until I couldnt change my mind and walk back to our bedroom with some coffee and a movie. I cried silently as I as i walked out of the building and into the wintry night, I willed myself not to look back. To not give in. |