Part 31

Part 31

For the first 10 to 20 minutes we both had our heads back and just relaxed as we soaked. Eric started to speak, his voice a lot weaker and seemingly unsure as I've ever heard it. I slide over to him, placing my back to his front and asking him what's wrong. Complete silence, from a man that's so sure of himself he got choked up on his words, how cute. Laying my head on his shoulder, I kissed his cheek telling him whatever it is, not to worry. That we only have this weekend and then the fairytale ends. I don't want us caught up on what we want, when in reality we can't have it. He took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around me, and dug his face into my neck. "I just love you so much, the first day I saw you I knew. I never thought you would give me this type of attention. At first, I thought it was just going to be about sex with you, so I tried everything to show you that you were more than an object to me. I wanted to show you that no matter what you did and why you did it, you still deserved to be loved and cherished. You deserve a husband like me." I didn't know what to say to him, I had nothing to say. It's like, everytime he shares how he feels with me, I die a little more inside. There's either a long road of imprisonment for me with the ability to see the man I'm in love with or, a long road and lifetime of running and never seeing him again. I turned to him and explained that I love him and in love with him, I promised that would never change. That he has given me something no one has ever given me and that he lives within my heart. Tears started to flow while I shared that I'd rather not hear how he feels, not because I don't want to know, but because it kills me inside that I can't offer him more. I told him not to stop completely, I still want to hear that he loves me as long as that's the way he feels.