“I hate that your job makes you travel so much,” she said.
“Why? I’m working, baby. It’s part of my job and I’ve had this job as long as I’ve known you,” he said.
“Well, all I can think of is what you told me about your last girlfriend and all the traveling she did for her job. And how when she was away, you went and fucked that other girl. Frequently. And then you eventually broke up with your girlfriend because you told her you didn’t love her anymore. And I guess it makes it terrifying to trust you. All I can think of is you, my man… out there on the road. Fucking everyone else. And I’m just sitting here. Like a fool. Your little woman in waiting. Always waiting. Fucking always waiting, babe. You don’t know what it’s like to miss you. You’ll never have a clue,” she said.
“But baby… I’m the one traveling. Shouldn’t I be the one worrying about you going out and fucking other men because I’m gone so much?” he said.
“No. Because you’re the only one I want and I know that. I just wish you thought that about me too. But I know you don’t. And you never will. And it’s obvious,” she said. “It’s a hard slap in the face when you realize the person you’re loving… just busy loving so much… doesn’t see you and just… doesn’t care. And you don’t know what to do with yourself when you realize it so you just do what comes naturally and you just keep loving them and hoping they’ll love you back the same way and finally see you and understand that you’ve been there behind them this whole time; this tiny cheering section, this one person standing ovation, this hand on your shoulder- always telling you how perfectly amazing you are and how much you deserve the world. And therein lies the problem… while loving you, I created a monster. You don’t see me because I have shown you how much more there is to see beyond what stands behind you. I planted my feet behind you there, in love, to always ensure you had a support system… of course you could never see me… In loving you, I pushed you out into the world as if I wanted you to conquer it on your own… when all I really wanted was to take it down with you.”
He stopped fiddling with his tie then and closed his arms around her. She lifted her face to his, searching his eyes for what she was always hopeful she’d find in their depths. She didn’t find it this time. He held her chin, kissed her mouth and told her goodbye.
She’s still waiting for him to come back.