That Morning

"THAT MORNING." I woke up sober and that was when I felt. I knew what city I was in and I knew where my car was at. I even knew where she was but we were both lost. I walked around my house, it was a Monday morning. I could see where I wanted her to be. in all that fighting one tends to forget what he really wants. I walked into my living room, I could see where we had laughed, cried and ??cked. I looked at myself in the mirror, "hi Eddie," I said, "it was hell giving her your love wasn't it?" "well yeah, hard when she wants every other man instead of me!" I answered. I grabbed my bottle of wine and drank what was left. I sat in my chair, thinking of all the times she sat behind me full of anger. I always knew she was there but angry or not I had her and she had me. she fought with me trying to get me to love and when I found it, she lost it. it was then I knew I had something she could never get back. by: Chicano Eddie 6.26.19