Just for Now – Drabble #3
With a heavy heart, Des drove home from work, unhurried.
He wouldn’t be there tonight… or ever again.
He’d stroked her cheek and said, “I’ll always love you,” followed by, “but, I’m not happy.”
He wasn’t the first to say the words, just the latest.
And the one she’d hoped would stay.
Why did they always leave?
She was the temporary girlfriend never good enough for long-term.
Parking her car, she rushed up the walkway ignoring the pitying looks of her neighbors.
Letting herself in, she closed the door and sagged against it.
They already knew.
She was alone again.