Tonight a piece of my heart was stolen. I don’t know if I will ever get it back. It was ripped out with such force. A force so strong it left me breathless.
I answered the telephone with apprehension knowing he was doing drugs again. Knowing there was nothing I could do to help him. Knowing my heart would break.
He said he needed money. He said he would go to rehab tomorrow. He said everything would be alright if he could get through tonight. He said he loved me.
I said no.
I wanted to help him.
I finally did what I should have done years ago.
I told him how much I loved him. I turned off my phone.
Tonight he has a piece of my heart. I hope it helps him get through the night.