Loss of Dignity

It's with a sigh and an internal punch that I give away the last of my dignity. I let out a final argument, and then leave in the deafening silence that brings about the end. The end of my naive way of life, the end of a perfect relationship. I'm left to ponder this as I turn towards the door, attempting a clumsly storm out. I look like an agravated thirteen year old as I make my exit. It's not until I reach my car that I realize what emptiness is about to overcome as a consequence for my ridiculous reaction. I dont know if that emptiness will be solved yet, but I hope that I can play off that matter like I have an anger problem, and maybe he will let me down easy. I learn weeks later that this isnt the case, as I chase the one I thought I loved through pointless phone calls, and chance to get back what I thought was my world.