Carter Voss
Mr. Dunn English 2
1-22-17
The glossed over pain of the past
Shawn
Her frail body lays curled in a small ball towards the edge of the bed. I reach my arms towards her to try to comfort her but she blocks my attempt like usual. I see tears rolls down her smooth face and land on our fresh cotton sheets. The window in front of her creating a mirror for me to see her. The pale thin skin that wraps her once beautiful body now falls over the mistakes I’ve made. Her deep ocean blue eyes are glossed over from my words. I grasp her waist and she pushes my hands away. I shouldn’t even try to comfort her now at this point.
Four years ago, thing would have been different. She would have rolled over me and forgiven me in an instant, letting me love on her again. Back when we had just started acting like we loved each other. Four years ago, in January we made the vow to love each other forever, six months in, that failed. Our life together started out great, we worked together, we played together we were the same person. After my suppose infelicity that changed. Paranoia kicked in and her inner crazy self-became the person I was living with. A mischarge, A cheating scandal and a new apartment later our life together was supposed to be refreshed. A year in, I caught her having sex with her ex-boyfriend me being the crazy husband I am went over and beat the hell out of him. The only thing that I accomplished was getting her pissed at me. Which made no sense that I was the one in the dog house after she cheated on me. Now four years in to this I had remained faithful, to her knowledge. Part of the problem was we were the same person same lying cheating, stealing person. I was just a little better at it then her.
I got up from our bed and went downstairs to the couch, my usual sleeping spot when she was mad.
Katy
I can’t believe he did it again. I roll over and curl up trying to hide from him. Every night when we lie down in the broken house we call home memories of the pain he has caused roll over me like a tidal wave. He attempts to grab my waist but I dodge he large forceful arms. We both knew that life wasn’t meant to be this hard, this difficult, this painful. Yet we try every day to ignore the shit we have put each other through. I stare into his fire eyes through the reflection in the cold window that is facing me. I look away quickly trying to dodge the bullets that shoot from him. The bullets of judgement even though this time it isn’t my fault. He got up and I rolled over taking over the bed for myself. His sculpted body gleams with the light of the night life outside of the window.
We both have our problems, our insecurities and failures. In my opinion mine are worse but he doesn’t even know the beginning of my story. Ever since the beginning of our marriage four years ago I have always been intrigued by the forbid. I’ve always been the one to lie, cheat, and steal my way through life. Shawn being extremely similar to me used to love the adventurous side of me but now he curses the time I try to do something new. I don’t think he will ever know the true me and after today I don’t think I will ever know the true him. Only his outer tamed shell.
Mr. Dunn English 2
1-22-17
The glossed over pain of the past
Shawn
Her frail body lays curled in a small ball towards the edge of the bed. I reach my arms towards her to try to comfort her but she blocks my attempt like usual. I see tears rolls down her smooth face and land on our fresh cotton sheets. The window in front of her creating a mirror for me to see her. The pale thin skin that wraps her once beautiful body now falls over the mistakes I’ve made. Her deep ocean blue eyes are glossed over from my words. I grasp her waist and she pushes my hands away. I shouldn’t even try to comfort her now at this point.
Four years ago, thing would have been different. She would have rolled over me and forgiven me in an instant, letting me love on her again. Back when we had just started acting like we loved each other. Four years ago, in January we made the vow to love each other forever, six months in, that failed. Our life together started out great, we worked together, we played together we were the same person. After my suppose infelicity that changed. Paranoia kicked in and her inner crazy self-became the person I was living with. A mischarge, A cheating scandal and a new apartment later our life together was supposed to be refreshed. A year in, I caught her having sex with her ex-boyfriend me being the crazy husband I am went over and beat the hell out of him. The only thing that I accomplished was getting her pissed at me. Which made no sense that I was the one in the dog house after she cheated on me. Now four years in to this I had remained faithful, to her knowledge. Part of the problem was we were the same person same lying cheating, stealing person. I was just a little better at it then her.
I got up from our bed and went downstairs to the couch, my usual sleeping spot when she was mad.
Katy
I can’t believe he did it again. I roll over and curl up trying to hide from him. Every night when we lie down in the broken house we call home memories of the pain he has caused roll over me like a tidal wave. He attempts to grab my waist but I dodge he large forceful arms. We both knew that life wasn’t meant to be this hard, this difficult, this painful. Yet we try every day to ignore the shit we have put each other through. I stare into his fire eyes through the reflection in the cold window that is facing me. I look away quickly trying to dodge the bullets that shoot from him. The bullets of judgement even though this time it isn’t my fault. He got up and I rolled over taking over the bed for myself. His sculpted body gleams with the light of the night life outside of the window.
We both have our problems, our insecurities and failures. In my opinion mine are worse but he doesn’t even know the beginning of my story. Ever since the beginning of our marriage four years ago I have always been intrigued by the forbid. I’ve always been the one to lie, cheat, and steal my way through life. Shawn being extremely similar to me used to love the adventurous side of me but now he curses the time I try to do something new. I don’t think he will ever know the true me and after today I don’t think I will ever know the true him. Only his outer tamed shell.