I Was Listening

I was listening as she told me it wouldn’t cost extra to drop my married name.
I was listening when she said there would be money for the kids.
I was listening as she posed the questions that would provide for my  needs.
I was listening when she asked me to fill out the necessary forms.
I was listening when he said, “Here’s the number to my lawyer.”
I was listening as he talked about the house and splitting up our belongings.
I was listening when he told me that all he really wanted was his chainsaw and the wood stove.
I was listening for the sound of my heart breaking.

All that I heard, was silence.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2014

Originally posted December 6, 2014

About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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