Before He Hits Me

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She held the phone tightly and said, “I will meet you, but it has to be in public like at City Central Café.  I am off at two o’clock, so how about two thirty?”  She paused and you could see the tension growing in her posture.  Her entire body was stiff and still.  “Okay, see you then.  Yeah, I know that.”

Jennifer hung up the phone and speaking out loud to no one, she said, “Sure you still love me.  You just want to control me!  God I have been such a fool!”  She grabbed her bag, leaving  for work.

(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – central https://fivedotoh.com/2020/06/04/fowc-with-fandango-central/

Over

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I want to iron this out

We can make it work

I need you

I love you

There is nothing left to say

We just didn’t last

I’ll miss you

I love you too

One more chance please

My heart is breaking

I need you

I love you

There are no more chances

We have run out of hope

I’ll miss you

I love you too

 

… he needed her

She still loved him

But the door closed

It was over

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – iron

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Now

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Don’t tell me it’s nothing

Then go skulk in your room

I think by now

I know when you are plotting

 

Don’t hide in the shadows

Face me with the truth

I think by now

I deserve to hear it

 

Don’t say it is over

And refuse to talk

I think by now

I have the right to have my say

 

Don’t shut me out

Building up walls

I think by now

You should be able to trust me

 

I think by now

It is clearly too late

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – skulk

It’s Over

He laughed at her.  “You really think your snide little comment hurts?”  He cleared his throat and said, “You hurt me a lot more over the years with all your lies and infidelities than a little name calling can do.”

She spat back, “I wouldn’t have had to look for anyone else if you were half a man at least.”

“At least I have a conscious that works.”  He walked to the door.  “Now get out.”

“But I have no where to go!”

“Not my problem,” he said as her phone rang.  “Tell your boyfriend to pick you up.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – snide

Routine

The same old routine

Nothing is ever new

We pass each other in the hall

And there is no passion at all

You go to work

And I am left alone

But it really isn’t much different

Then when you’re at home

Because when you’re here

Life is so humdrum

Our big excitement

Is a trip to the store

The same old routine

Nothing is ever new

Maybe it’s time to try

A life without you

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – humdrum

In the Line of Fire

He’s got me in his crosshairs

About to break my heart

I see the signs every where

Our love is falling apart

There isn’t much tenderness

And talk is hit or miss

I am left feeling alone

There is no wedded bliss

So as I get ready to say goodbye

I fight back the flowing tears

Knowing we had a good run

Together almost 20 years

I walk away with my head up high

And know I will somehow survive

In fact I feel confident that I

Will maybe even one day thrive

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – crosshairs

Down and Out

The man sat down with a sigh and said to the bartender, “Give me a scotch on the rocks and don’t skimp on the scotch.”

The bartender poured the scotch over the glass of ice and said, “Bad day, mister?”

The man shifted in his seat and said, “I just lost the woman I love.  And it came out of left field.”

The bartender began wiping down the bar and asked, “No warning what so ever, eh?  That is rough.”

“I suppose looking back on it I could see she was unhappy, but I never thought it was me.”  The man downed his scotch and asked for another.  “I guess I can’t blame her for leaving.  I have been pretty distant,” the man said sipping on his new drink.

“Well I would take it easy on the scotch, booze is not the answer,” the bartender said as he watched the man finish his second drink.

“I just took her for granted,” the man said.  “She was always there, and I didn’t do anything to appreciate it.  I really messed up this time,” the man gestured with his empty glass again.

“This is the last one man, I will not over serve any one and you have been knocking them back fast,” the bartender said as he poured one more shot over the barely melted ice.

“That is ok, I need to figure out where I am going to stay tonight,” the man said with a sigh.  “To new beginnings,” he said and with a frown he held his glass up to no one.  “Cheers.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – skimp

No More Second Chances

Destroyed by you again

This devastation has to end

I let you in and trust once more

Only to have you walk out the door

 

Even though it hurts so deep

And I suddenly begin to weep

The lies don’t ever seem to stop

And this life on the edge I have to drop

 

I lock the door and take a deep breath

Knowing this is our relationship’s death

I could not control our fate

If only I’d known before our first date…