August 21, 2011

Ten minutes

You stand across the room.
She's on the other side, with her hands covering her eyes,
just in case you didn't already see the tears.

You tell her you love her, you tell her you're always there.
You walk out the door.

But the night she called.
The night she asked for nothing more than ten minutes.
You rejected the call, you told her you were busy.
You said it could wait.

She did not respond to the text,
putting her phone in her nightstand drawer.

She sat up on her bed, with nothing but a tshirt. She prayed for support, And to feel love in her heart. Her room stood still. With nothing but the hope she held on to. What she didn't know, was the boy she thought loved her, and knew she loved, was cheating on her with her good friend. While he was up until 4 am making love to another girl, she was praying, crying herself to sleep.

All she wanted was his hand. She waited for a phone call. She didn't want a promise, she never asked for one. She wanted the truth. She wanted his love.

The next morning she woke up with a knife in her hand.
Considering suicide the night before, she put herself first.
She knew she could make it through, whatever God gave her, she could handle.

You call her that day.
Telling her she means everything to you. She smiles, and realizes you are the best boyfriend she could ask for. Her prayer had been answered, until you spoke the next words. You told her you loved her and nothing could stand between you two. You told her that she brought faith into your life. And being honest, you told her that you weren't faithful to her.

She couldn't breathe. She didn't want to.
She took the knife, and stabbed her heart.

She wanted the truth.
She tried to run away, when she ran to it.

She wanted ten minutes.
Ten minutes for someone to explain to her, that she was stronger.
That she was worth more than a life, she was worth time.
Her beauty could not be replaced. It could not be hidden.
But she allowed one person in.
And she believed every word he said.
She put more faith in him, than the Lord.
That was her first mistake.

If only someone gave her those ten minutes.





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