The cold dark knight.

   I used to dream of having the All American family, A husband, Two or Three kids, A boy and two girls.

They would be running around, either playing or fighting about something. Laughters would bounds out of

Their mouths when something funny happy, "Mommy can you read us a bedtime story." Every night before I go

jump into bed with my hubby, it would be another beautiful night, were we would talk about the day. In the

morning we would all meet for breakfast. Then the kids would go out and play or to grandma house, while the

mom and dad had to go to work.

 

                               That used to be the dream, but only heartbreak is in my future. I Think of this has i am

 Crawling on my hands and knees over the broken glass. Tears drop down and splash on the hardwood floor.

 

Twenty mins ago. I Came home, Thinking about what to fix for dinner, and Can't wait to plant a sweet kiss on

 

 his lips. When I turn that Key in the door lock, i had this in my mind. When I enter the house, It was silence,

 

So I called his name. Still silence, No response come from the kitchen, upsides, or in the bed or bathroom.

 

Something was different about the house, it seemed Cold, and half empty. "Well he could be a the store, or

 

late at work." I went in to throw my purse and coat into the bed and closeted, Where i found his things gone.

 

That is what is wrong with the house, He left. In a panic I ran downstairs to see if it was true, When i got to

 

the living room, His all his things here too was gone. I back in the the end table Knocking down the Picture

 

frames, glass candle holders, and a vase. My knees couldn't hold me up any longer, I fell on my knees and

 

broken in to a heartbreakin Sobs.

 

                        He came in like a cold dark knight. He sweeped me off my feet. I swear to myself their be no 

 

way I would say yes to this man, But Somehow we shared a frist kiss, it was the end. Game over, I was his and

 

he was mine, we fall into the most amazing relantionship. Strong, sweet, passionate. We had the kind of love

 

that fairtales were made of. I thought we where going to last forever, or when forever had came to an end. I

 

was going to have my dream come true. We didn't have even fight, if their was an issuse we just talk it out, no

 

insanity, just pure love. Now as i pick up the glass and the picture of two happy couples. The picture i held in

 

my hands, was me and him at a park with the dog; Mac. we had this older couple take the photo, they were

 

sweet, 35 years togather. They give us great advice "Never go to bed angry with each other".

            
                       I though the frame away, with the glass. I stuck the picture in the drawer that i never open, or

use. That is were I will place all the other stuff, when i am good and ready to move on, but I can't even think

 

like that right now i just want to fall in a hole and cry until my eyes raw. It was third days later, when the

 

phone started to ring, I know who it is my best friend, but I don't dare answer the phone. I can't even get out

 

of bed. I know in a few hours she will be knocking at my door, and when i don't answer she just use her key. I

 

don't know if i want company but i know that she will only help things get little easier, Let me cry and be

 

upset, But most of all Soup.

 

                   She never came, she just left message. something about this is something I have to do on my own.

Thinking about soup more then anything right now, Damn I am so hunger. One soup filled with tears coming up.

 

When i finally made it to the table to sit down and eat. I look up and said " This is going to be my life, eating

 

alone. food for One."

 

               Two mouths later I stated to get my life back on track, stated focus on work. when The door knob

 

turn, I thought for sure it was Kelly my best friend. He Should in the door frame staring at me. His eyes were

 

cold looking into mine, Infact the color of his eyes have chance, from blue to black. No smile reached his face.   

This was him but something was completely off. 

 

 

                                 He Slam the door on his way in. "Honey I am home."

 

Author's Note

please ignore any grammar problems.