If She Leaves

By the door the suitcase stood waiting for the trembling hand to clasp the handle unused until now; just another word said in anger one too many times burned in her breast and came slam of the bedroom door. Her coat taken from the closet wrapped her safe and set free from the time strapped in her heart when too much was enough; he pleaded in hurt and fear but their time had exceeded the warmth of their love now lost as she leaves.