Angela White I Waited [updated] -

Angela White, do you hear me? I waited.

I could have left a thousand times. The first time you pulled the sheets over your head and built a wall out of silence. The second time you chose a party, a paycheck, a nothing over the quiet storm brewing in our kitchen. I could have walked out into the rain and never looked back. angela white i waited

I waited through the long afternoons when your shadow was longer than your patience. I waited through the texts you left on read, through the promises you swallowed like bad wine. I became an expert in the geometry of your back— the way it turned from me in that bed, a curve of marble, cold and magnificent. Angela White, do you hear me

I waited so I could learn the map of your excuses. I waited so that when you finally looked at me— really looked — I would have the evidence. I would have the receipts of every night you came home hollow, every "I'm tired" that meant "I'm tired of you," every touch that felt like a goodbye. The first time you pulled the sheets over