Electric Relaxation — pt 2
Posted by raaachem on March 11th, 2010
“I’m leaving you.”
The words come out of my mouth like a dream, maybe it’s real and maybe it isn’t. I’ve practiced saying those three words in the mirror a thousand times. I’ve said it at the coffee shop, I’ve said it at the gym, I’ve even said it to my hairstylist to prepare myself for this exact moment. I feels liberating. I say it again.
“I’m leaving you.”
I brace myself for the worst. I was ready for the tears, and the throwing of things, and the questions. I was ready to stand my ground and tell him that he didn’t try hard enough, hell, he didn’t try at all. I was ready for it all… But in all the times I practiced this, I never once prepared myself for the answer I was about to receive.
“Ok.” He says.
Huh? I’m dumbfounded. Ok? OK?! O-fucking-K?! After 4 years, 3 cars, 2 dogs, and us raising his baby girl together, thats all I get? an OK?! Are you fucking kidding me?!
“OK?” I ask, livid out of my skin.
“O.K. What more do you want me to say?” He says.
With that curt reply, he leaves our apartment, and when he comes back, it’ll only be his. I finish packing my things and I can’t help but feel a little hurt. I thought I meant more to him than that, but ……..
Whatever, on to the next. I’m about to tell The Smirker all of it… I’m about to go over there, and tell him I’m single, and fuck till the sun comes up and live happily ever after. I’ll show my ex-bf what he missed out on. I’ll show him to get too comfortable and to let me leave him! I’ll fucking show him. Urgh.
I am on a mission.
I knock on The Smirker’s door. My heart is racing a thousand miles a minute and I can barely hear my own thoughts floating around in my head. I can hear him coming…
The door swings open. “Hey,” he whispers as he leans in to kiss me.
“I left him.”
I imagine him pulling me close and kissing me like he’s never kissed me before. I imagine the smirk I’ve grown to adore turn into a full fledged ecstatic smile. I imagine hand holding down the street to dinner, and stolen kisses in the elevator. And then…
“OK”
Huh? There goes that fucking word again.
March 11th, 2010 at 2:57 pm
OK! just 2 letters can stir up so much confusion. ahhhhhhhhhhh, i love where this story is going. *high five raaachh
March 11th, 2010 at 2:59 pm
You don’t know how bad I want to drop the “F” word right now for ending it like that… How dare you. lol
March 11th, 2010 at 4:42 pm
omfg, some men can be heartless assholes lol. waaaaay back, i was uh.. ‘dirty mackin’ & anyway, i basically left my ex for some other dude i was creepin with. then, as soon as i end shit for the new guy, he acted less interested. smfh, some just like what they cant have.
March 11th, 2010 at 5:33 pm
I think it’s natural for us women to want men to fight for us or tell us not leave, BUT unfortunately, the reality is what you said above.
One day, I wanna find a man that will tell me to stay when I say I’m leaving.
. . . ONE DAY!!
-Nicole
March 14th, 2010 at 3:30 pm
really?? ohfuhkinkay?!! i hate those 2 letters.
men are such assholes.
but there are those few who are willing to fight for you no matter how hard it is to win you back. and i give props to those few.
the rest of you jerks, fuck you.
March 21st, 2010 at 12:08 am
you rock raachhh, im lovin these..
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