Did He Care? {Short Story}

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This is just mindless babble of mine. I don't even know why I posted it. I'm going through a bit of a rough patch, I suppose you can say, and this was just something I wrote to... explain?

Comments would be greatly appreciated.

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I used to look into those beautiful, big green eyes of his and see the rest of our lives flash before me. It was simply amazing. Enchanting, even. It barely seemed real. We flowed among the branches of each other's heart, and held each other close. We were each other's destiny. That was really all there was to it. Certain words such as 'marriage', 'house', and 'children' were sprung upon us. We laughed them off, knowing that right now we didn't have to worry about such things. We knew in the future that those certain aspects of our lives would seep back in somehow and we would embrace them with generosity, happy for them to finally be upon us, leading us into a brand new world. At that point though, we knew we had time. We had the rest of our lives, we knew...

Now I look into those dark, swollen eyes that hold burden upon burden of hidden secrets. Avoiding truths is his workload, and resisting what was once a temptation has become his frame of mind. No longer the doting couple with a brand new life ahead of us each day. We are now mere skeletons of our former selves. We are now lost, and bewildered, and once again need the comfort of each other's arms - but for different reasons. He has left me. He shows that he no longer cares to be around me, or even cares for me. It makes me wonder, did he ever care at all?