"when are you going to stop playing and get back with me," he said nonchalantly with a confident grin.
she coolly replied, "After you buy me a present for every holiday or special occasion that you ignored, missed, or simply thought I wasn't important enough for a gift.
"presents, money, no way. what do you think i am, your sugar daddy, YOU GOLD DIGGER," as his eyes quickly changed to black.
"what else can you offer me right now? none of the love languages, physical touch, act of service, quality time?"
he walked away before she even got to finish the first question. "you know what?"he said, " you're just stubborn. you think that you deserve everything just because you're cute?"
she stay silent. his eyes go back to normal.
"do you realize how intense my job is? i call when i can, i text you all the time. i don't have time for anything else."
"i agree"
"i'm not doing some stupid 9 to 5 civilian bs. I am here fighting for you guys, there's nothing more important than what i'm doing."
"everything is a choice"
"you broke up with me, remember. you aren't fit to be a soldier's girlfriend. you aren't good enough for all that i'm going through. after this i'm going to stay overseas, and i will always be leaving you. what will you be doing then? a good wife would deal with it."
"you're right, i couldn't be that woman. it takes a special person to raise a household, go weeks without talking to her man, only know in her heart that he loves her, is sure of herself and the love he has. go without presents on special occasions, or worse presence, because she can never be first in his life, his family can never be first. i used to think about Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Jr., Presidents and other important people. they had to be there for the world, so their families' suffered. they didn't get to see their kids much, and worse many didn't get to see them grow up, in some cases left them with nothing. what powerful women their wives were. i just want simple, everyday love and life. i want you to love me so much you ask me to marry you. i want you to be available to me if i need help, or the kids to have a everyday father that they know and see"
"i won't be getting back with you any time soon. i wish sometimes i could have gotten married when i was younger, stupid, happily in love, but...now im hardened, a lil, hurt, a lil bitter, a lil more knowledge, and see things with brand new eyes. it will work or it won't work, but we will never move any further together being apart."
the end
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