Unspoken Words.
I don't know how to explain this feeling inside. My heart is in my throat and my stomach in knots. I've done something, I know it, but he says I've done nothing. If that were true, he wouldn't be so tense, he wouldn't slip inside himself. He wouldn't distance himself from everything, would he? But then, he wouldn't lie to me either, would he? I want to believe his words are true but something is off. I can see it in his eyes, feel it in his muscles and sense it in his aura. I know better than to push for answers, push for him to speak to me, but it's making me sick. Perhaps it's nothing I've done, after all. Perhaps he's just realized my deepest fear. Could it be that he no longer wishes to marry me? That he no longer wishes to be by my side? He would tell me if that were the case, I would hope. I do hope he doesn't feel like he's obligated to be with me after everything. I would never want him to be with me if it caused h