Moving Out

Serena felt like a selfish prick for feeling so sad about this. She should be happy and celebrating his achievements but here she was moping around like a child. Of course, he was going to move out someday. Why would he choose to live in a worn-out apartment like this when he could get a much better one? Her brain listed out all the reasons but it was her heart that refused to understand them. The pain in her chest was as though someone had dropped a heavy boulder on it, crushing it with its indescribable weight. The whole night she wept to herself while he slept like a baby. They were still together but she was already burning in the throes of their impending separation.

Serena turned to his side. Her eyes red and glossy as she gazed at him with a yearning so strong that it could tear anyone's heart apart. The man- oblivious to her agony- was in a deep sleep, wandering his dreamland. His dreams- where she didn't exist. She had seen distance destroying the strongest of relationships