Morning After.

Tears streaming.
Lip quivering.
Hands shaking uncontrollably.
It's been so long since I've thought about those moments in time.
It's been so long that I was hoping my mind would forget.
Apparently it hasn't been long enough.
The memories and emotions flood back like a broken levy.
So quickly I felt the wave that my only reaction was to log off.
I couldn't bare to have you see me break down.
Not now.
Maybe not ever.
I don't tend to open myself up to being vulnerable.
And I don't offer up certain topics from my life.
But I just thought it best for you to know.
The moment between us was so somber.
So silent that I was afraid you'd hear my tears fall.
And so still that I thought my heart would explode.
I tried to hold back.
But you're face was so serious.
So unreadable.
So emotionless for the first time.
No Cheshire cat smile.
No hopeful warm eyes.
Nothing.
I didn't mean to leave you, love.
Just couldn't bear to see you.
Didn't want you to see my shame.
Didn't want you to change your mind on us.
Don't want to lose you.
Goodnight lover.