He Hope, She Hope, They Hope

They Hope…

He looked at his phone and let it rang. His pride, his ego was in the way. But he knew if he didn’t answer, he would regret it. As a man, a family’s man. To go home and it be quiet. An unfamiliar ambiance…

The peace isn’t really peace. Home doesn’t feel like home…

Knowing what’s good. He took a deep breath, put his car in drive and dailed home…..

She picked up her phone and dialed his number. It ranged and ranged. She paced the dinning-room floor angry at herself. He called and she didn’t answer-just like he had. But that was not what her heart was feeling. She wants him to come home safe, forgiving and honest. Not afraid, not broken and with out a grudge, she hope…

She heard the door open and turned. Their he stood leering back. She was lost for words. His face expressions showed no emotion, his body still. She took her breath than exhaled, wondering how this conversation would go.

They both stared at one another, frightened. His attitude. Her mouth. Their ego’s who will be the bigger person at this moment, when it mattered…

She hope, that he would say something first. That it wouldn’t be a bullshit apology. In his eye’s, like a open book for her to read. She hope for sincerity. For the next time they’re arguing, she doesn’t have to scream ‘You’re not hearing me!’ She hope!

They both began walking towards one another. He was trying to relax. She wanted to fall in his arms, but remained poised.

He hope that she does not have her gun loaded with ammo of the ‘You had this bitch!, You always on your phone! Why this and why that!’ And it’s not that he want her to forget about it. But- there’s no but. He wants to love her right. But how? When he doesn’t know how to give it and she doesn’t know how to receive it. He Hope!

They hope, with all they have created- a stable life, a once loving home and most important; a child, would remind them of what is at stake

They stood in- front of one another. His lips parted but nothing came out. She could feel it, wasn’t sure but it was vehement. Love. He hope.

She felt like putty in his arms. No matter how tight he hugged her, it was ok because she’s a perfect fit. She hope.

They hope they both recognize that this apology was difference. They hope that this apology brings about a new person, fixing their own wrong, being better-not just lovers but, better companion. To not give up. To fight until there’s nothing left in them. To-be-a-family.

He hope… She hope… They hope…..