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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Magpie 28

As the warm water relaxes my muscles, my mind too falls into a state of relaxation. Words flood in and out, trying to chose the right ones. That cheating beast. How dare he chose her over me! 5 whole years of my life wasted. I'll be sure to mention that to him.

I wriggle my black toe nails that I painted the night before. He had been sitting there on the lounge, watching one of those crime shows we both loved. The woman had found her boyfriend cheating and he murdered her when she confronted him. Though there should be know faith left in my husband I know he would never have the guts to murder someone. He murdered my heart though. And mabey that's just why I raced home from the cafe where I saw him with that stupid slaggy prostitute of a woman. Her hair down to her bum and her skirt hardly covering it. He hadn't seen me catch him out and so I guess that was why deep down I was excited for his arrival. To accuse him, to yell, to cry. I was trying to flood the anger out of me, to have it poor down the drain with the rest of the dirtied water. But I'd want it back for me to put up a good aguement. He had broken my heart. There was no stopping my show.

"You dirty pig! 5 years down the drain! 5 years I could've spent with a better excuse for a man!" I said the words aloud, let them sit on my tongue. I closed my eyes and sunk down into the warm water. Bringing myself up, my freshly cut hair flowed behind me. I remember getting it cut the other day. Meeting up with him for lunch afterwards.
"You look absolutely beautiful!" he said. He had sounded sincere and I had to admit the new look did suit me and it was very sweet of his flattering but I wasn't all that confident. He always made me confident. I could look like an absolute wreck and he'd still proudly hold my hand. In the park, on the beach, out at dinner. Oh, I remember just the other night. We'd dressed up all fancy for our reservation at an expensive restaurant but they stuffed up and overbooked. We kind of just shrugged our shoulders and walked down to the beach. There we sat on the limestone wall, him in a smart suit, me in an expensive dress, laughing as the sun went down.

All the memories came flooding back and I didn't feel too good.
"It's just the bath, the hot water, going under," I convinced myself aloud. I wriggled my toes again. Ready to show him how heartbroken he'd left me. Excitement built up in me as I pulled the plug on the bath, the water flowed down the drain and I heard him come in the door.

13 comments:

  1. Sarah this is such a moving and heartbreaking piece of prose. I hope it is not something that you had to go through in real life...Your beautiful words have made me feel the anguish of this experience. Wonderful writing indeed! :-)

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  2. My daughter just ended a five year relationship with a jerk, thank God. Hope this piece was purely fictional.

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  3. best wishes...
    a tale that reflects truth in general...
    well done!

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  4. I wonder how many of us can relate to your well written Magpie? Many, I suspect!

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  5. How many of our plans never gain the results we hoped for: usually due to over-thinking the process. If I had it all to do over, I strike struck while the iron is hot, THEN take the bath afterward. *sigh* I re-lived the moment with you.

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  6. oh dear! I hope she washed that man right out of her hair!

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  7. We like to think that we proceed in a straight line from A to B and so on. What your story makes clear to me is that we seldome do that. Our thoughts follow our feelings and that means they play hop scotch and leap frog traveling in a zig-zag patthern and back again. Thanks for the good read.

    Elizabeth

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  8. I think this happens far too often, sadly. Nicely told.

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  9. can i hope it is all a misunderstanding? if not then i hope the water drains quickly...smiles. nice mag!

    my magpie

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  10. It's always sad to go through something like that - to feel betrayed. Unfortunately, it does happen. I am assuming it is completely fictional.

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  11. well some guys are hard to get out of your life....do not give him to many chances...bkm

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  12. so sad, that really is such a waste of time, five whole years. glad she found out though, better to know than live a lie i feel. great writing, really enjoyed reading this.

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