Another Chance

As I watch him drive away, tears fall down my cheeks and I collapse on to the cold, hard tile floor. From the kitchen window I see the red taillights fade into the dark night. How could things have gotten this bad? Sure we fought a lot, but neither one of us have ever left. I walk through our house and memories flood in. Pictures of our wedding day, laugh at me from their spot on the wall. I angrily pull them off and toss them onto the deep blue couch. I remember the day we met, on the first day of high school. He was so awkward and nervous, he made me laugh. When he finally worked up the courage to ask me to homecoming, I had already gotten a date and had to turn him down. He was so cute in his disappointment, I had to tell him we could go to the spring dance together. So we did and every dance after that. I walk into our small, messy bedroom and stop at the vanity. A strip of pictures of us from the photo booth at the mall sat in the lower right side of the mirror. I pick it up and stare at our smiling faces, we were so happy then, what happened that caused him to leave? I look at our bed's reflection in the mirror. So much love was made in that queen sized bed, I'm surprised it's still standing. I walk into the bathroom and run my hands over the still slightly damp towels. His wedding band rests on the counter next to the sink and I pick it up. Turning the ring over and over in my hand, the tears over flow and fall down my cheeks. I look into the small, bathroom mirror and watch myself breakdown into tears. I clutch his wedding ring and go back into our bedroom, then sit on the bed. The tears pouring down my face blur out the room and I sit in the darkness, wishing to die. As my sobs quiet down I hear a creak and a footstep. I look up and see him standing in the doorway. His face is tear stained and he's clutching his car keys. Silently, he pulls me in a hug and squeezes me tight. I bury my face in his neck and he rubs my back. 

"I'm so sorry" he whispers and pulls away to look me in the eyes. "I love you, I really do" He presses his lips gently against mine and pulls me into him again. I know he loves me, but I don't know what I'm going to do if he leaves again. I need him so much, I just hope we never fight like that again. He kisses me sweetly and I fall asleep in his arms, just like before.