05-02-03 - 8:00 p.m.
this man you once loved and married, 13 years of compromise, giving up small parts of yourself in a dead end union until you couldn't recognize yourself anymore, this man who lovingly fathered your second child while berating and abusing your first, this needy boy who sucked you dry, all the while whining that he had nothing to show for his investment, eventually checking out of the marriage while still occupying the couch and stealing what's left of your exhausted heart, this emotional retard who cried when you finally gained the strength to sever the ties and push him out, out, out into the arms of a woman he had waiting in the wings all along, this pathetic, tactless loser of a man who continued to hurt you long after he eagerly signed away the remnants of your past together. he comes over tonight with what you hope is some badly needed child support, but instead he stands in your kitchen and tells you he has cancer, and his voice cracks and his beautiful berries sits there openmouthed and silent while you shove dishes into the dishwasher to hide your indifference, because you've moved on and you feel nothing. nothing.