I (don’t) Love You

 

She: I have lost my love for you

He: I don’t understand?

She: I had just realized that there is no more love left

She: I know this is hard, you haven’t been here for me

He: I work all the time to pay for everything and try to give us a good life

She: You are so demanding and I’ve gotten so depressed and sad

He: I never saw it. Why didn’t you say something?

She: (silence)

He: So where do we go from here?

She: I don’t know, I think I need to move out for a while.

He: (silence)

He: I love you

She: I know you do

He: When was the last time it was good?  When were we happy last?  Do you think we can reach that place again?

She: I don’t know I’m so disillusioned about the whole thing right now.

He: I want to change

She: I can’t trust that you will

He: I love you so much that I need to change, this can’t end like this

She: I’m not sure if this is the end.

She: I just need some time to think and be alone

He: How much time do you need?

She: I haven’t thought of that, yet

He: A week? A month? God, a year??

She: (tears are streaming down her cheek) my God, I don’t want to hurt you

He: (pulls out a kitchen chair and sits down, his shoulders are hunched over. He lets out a deep breath) You are.

She: (Sobbing) I got to go. I’m staying with my sister for the weekend.

He: Please don’t go

She: (Turning toward the door as she picks up her car keys from the table next to him) I love you, I’ll call you in a couple of days.

He turns away and walks into the living room. Hearing the door close he begins to cry.