My Undoing...

By: MML

You’re standing there looking at the phone in your hand, as you just broke up with your fiance' over the phone only a few hours ago, but you still can’t help but stare down at your phone, while feeling lost.  You aren't able to put your exact thoughts, or feelings into words.  If you could summarize all this in one word, it would be "relief".  He had delayed things long enough, and while he believed he loved her, it didn't explain the fact that he was quite literally dragging his heels to the altar.  She ended things due to feeling that I was taking too long to decide on their next path in life together.  She wanted, "the whole nine yards", a huge wedding, a happy marriage, and kids shortly thereafter.  What she wanted, wàs exactly why she deserved, but with someone else.  John was happy with his simple life.  To appease her, they got engaged.  It became more of an ordeal with the huge expectation of a huge wedding only months later.  They both agreed to wait on the wedding before the engagement, but with all of the pressure from her family, and John's, she turned into someone he no longer recognised, or even wanted to be with.  Then the sleepless nights began to slowly wear on his energy, and sanity.  Her final demand was that John end his childhood friendship with me.  I  knew she was jealous of our friendship, but I kept my silence on any matters which involved her.  I only listened, as a friend would.  I had a long workday but had just received several panicked SMS's from John, saying he's not sure if he did the right thing. When I reach his house, I see his front door is left wide open.  I call his name, but there's no answer.  My heart begins to race with concern.  I climb the stairs, and walk into the doorway of your bedroom, he's standing against the wall, while looking at his phone pensively.  I whisper you're his name, and he slowly raises his head, still in an emotional daze.  There is silence for a moment, I walk up to him, and l lean against him, and I kiss him on the forehead, he looks at me, and reads my lips as I tell him "maybe I can help you feel better".  I move in to kiss his eyes, then his nose, cheek, ear lobe, and then neck. As I'm kissing him, he begins to pull me closer.  I can feel that he is relaxing.  He whispered that he always wanted me.