Sunday, July 6, 2014

unfortunate

As we're lying in the dark, unable to sleep after an argument, we have the following conversation:

Me: If I could afford the house payment and rent I would move out.

Him: What?

Me: I think that's one of those perception things. I think you think I'm playing when I talk about running away from home but I'm not.

Him: Well that's unfortunate.

We are then silent, the weight of that left unsaid is suffocating. 

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