A Walk

I went for a walk with him today. We talked. It was mostly about mundane things, but we skimmed the subject of our relationship. He seemed sad but assured me that all was well. I don’t believe him. 

So I guess we’ll all just carry on like we have been- each one of us miserable for reasons we can’t tell each other but grateful that we get these moments at all.

If you talk, I’ll listen. 

 

Yours,

V.

One thought on “A Walk”

  1. I wouldn’t be able to do that I would corner him and grab him by the shirt and tell him to speak up. No not really that might be my second choice. But I would prefer for there to be some uncomfortable conversation instead of uncomfortable silence. I’m sorry I’m trying to get over making judgments or giving advice. I don’t seem to be doing very well. If it were me I would tell him how I feel. I would tell him what I noticed about him and tell him that I really want to hear his thoughts and feelings. Whatever they may be. sometimes people think they’re not ready to talk about certain things until they are prompted to. You have to start somewhere. But that’s just my two cents.

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