Approaching the door, I automatically had gone to turn the handle, and then it hit me. I no longer had the royalty of just walking in.

It was once a place I had found comfort and support but not anymore. So many happy memories where made here but also so many tears. God how could I have been so irresponsible?

It also lead me to my next question…

Why was I here all of a sudden? Was I seeking for some answers that have eaten away at me for going on 6 months or was this just a lapse in judgement?

Either way, there was no backing away now, I heard footsteps approaching the front door.

Shit, she must have seem my shadow though the window or heard the car pull up.

“Hello” she called out though the door, it was more like a question than a greeting “Hello?” this time it was louder, more hostile.

I went to answer her but I couldn’t. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I started to back away from the door, she didn’t have a peephole, it was have been so easy for me to leave but then I heard her again..

“Hello?” This time louder and more hostile. I was stopped dead in my tracks “Look, I know someone is out there. You have less than 2 seconds to answer me before I call the cops on you– you stalker freak!”

I had to admit, I smiled a little. The things she comes up with in the moment. It was cute but no… I couldn’t think like that.

“Please don’t” my voice meek and I wasn’t sure she had even heard me until the unlatching of the locks. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the worse. I half expected her take one look at me and shut the door in my face. I wouldn’t have blamed her one bit. I was an asshole. The biggest asshole there was.

Slowly the door opened and the most beautiful sighed had appeared. Thank god I could still breath; it was hard because my god, she was beautiful. Even with messy bed hair up and in her pyjama’s “Bette” she said my name so lovingly, only she could name my name like that. Her eyes were burning though me; I couldn’t break that connection, not yet.