100: Remembering the Future

I’m thinking about leaving you. 

I wouldn’t say anything. No fights or harsh words. I’ll cheerfully kiss you off to work tomorrow, pack my things and be gone before you get home.

You will lament to friends, family, the next woman, the current other woman that I was always going, that you don’t know why I left, that I just abandoned you and took your heart with me.

You will protect the reasons for my disappearance. You will keep your secrets. You will pretend ignorance and take no credit for your hurt. 

You will keep lying.

But not to me.