Biting November cod and complaints from me did nothing to slow Evan down.
"Evan,it wasn't your fault!"I begged.
He just kept on his stoney march through the snow-blanketed reached a clearing with tiny flowers and stumps around the edges and suddenly,he stopped.
"You are better off without me."Evan said looking longingly at aa blue tipped flower.
"Now Evan,I know you are upset because of Kyle's death,but please don't make any irrational decisions."I said numb and stung.
"No,Kyle has nothing to do with this!It is healthier for you and for me if I leave."Evan spat out and I flinched.
".No,please." I begged.
Evan seemed to ignore my tearful begging as he bent down and picked the little blue he strode over me and placed one hand on the small of my back and even though we'd been together for three years,his touch still electrified me.
He pulled me in close and then looked he looked back,his icey cold blue eyes bore into mine with such intensity that I he spoke with such emotional detatchedment that it nearly killed me.
"Rose,for three years we have been years too long."Evan said.
"Evan?What do you mean?I thought you loved me?"I asked genuinely confused.
At those words,he pushed away from me and stupidly,I followed him.
"Rose don't make me be blunt."Evan pleaded.
When I didnt respond,he went on.
"We can't be together.I can't love you anymore."Evan said.
Then I was falling.I was spinning,twirling,swirling.I hit the ground,rock bottom,and I laid there a ,before everything went dark,I heard what he said ohso gently,but yet so firmly to me.
He stood maybe seven feet from me and yet I heard every word with 100% clearity.
"Rosalinda Dianne Heart,."Evan said then sprinted away.
And in the blink of an eye,the love of my life was gone and I began a downward spiral into the dark pits of depression.