Affairé

He hands in his resignation.

He sells his house.

He breathes in the cool air and casts one last glance around. The house is empty and the street is quiet. He thinks of all his happy memories and beautiful dreams. Loneliness cuts through his silent heart like a sharpest knife. Sorrow dampens his eyes. Like a shadow in the dark moonless night, he gets into his car, starts the engine, and disappears. He's good at keeping secrets. He moves away from the city where he grew up and leaves everyone, his dog included, behind. He knows his brother-in-law will take good care of Bob. He hopes his mother and Grandma Bella will understand. There's nothing for him here. Not anymore. He once thought he could be happy. He once thought he could have it all. But oh no how wrong he was. Now he finally sees through the endless layers of lies and sees himself. He can't stay. He has to let go and melt away. He needs to wake up in a strange new city. He needs to walk in unfamiliar crowded streets. He needs to feel the warmth of nameless indifferent passengers. He needs to find his freedom, his true self, his real identity. He needs to embrace who he is. Only then can he start to dream, to love, and live again.

For he, too, deserves to be happy. Like everyone else.