It was more than i could handle as i stormed out of the house slamming the door behind me, and made my way across the lawn. I was shaking with anger, and could feel the tears wanting desparately to escape down my face but brushed them away. This time i was not going to give in to them. I was not in the wrong and i was sick of being made the bad guy.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply calming myself, letting my breath gush out and opened my eyes. The sun had already started to set behind the hills and as it did so it made the shadows of the trees stretch out across the lawn like long dark fingers. I looked around me and for the first time since moving to this house i noticed the beauty of my surroundings. The light played through the trees, like a cheeky child playing hide and seek. The scene being played out before me by the sun and shadows was like watching to lovers dance their last dance before parting ways.
This time the tears did escape. I never heard him come up behind me just felt his arms wrap themselves around me and heard his whispered words 'I'm sorry'. I leaned back into him as we stood in silence and watched the final glimmer of light disappear behind the hill and the shadows merge into darkness.
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