I'm Crying

　　She never thought she'd be sitting here next to the man she always dreamt of. He isn't exactly her type. He is more of a pretty boy. One who's obsessed with himself. His look, his body, even his clothes. He has such charm. Such sex about his eyes. She yearns for him. Unfortunately all Gina Zeil can do is yearn as she is still married to a man. A man whom is sadly for her leaving this bitter world. There's really no other way to help him so she tries to spend every day as normal as possible. Gina didn't want to be here but her friends from her job begged her to come out. "Just one time please" they begged. How could she say no. A couple hours went by and although Gina was having fun she knew she had to relieve the nurse at home. She gets up and tells everyone bye as she walks out if the bar. "One last look his way won't hurt" she said to herself. She turns to look at him, but he was already staring at her with those big light brown gleaming eyes. She turns back quickly and rushes out. "What was I thinking?" She thought. Getting in her car to return to her husband, she hears footsteps tapping quickly behind her. She turns around and its him. She rolls her window down "hi, is something wrong?". He seemed to have had something in his hand. "Yes, you left your phone" he said as he handed it to her through the window. Gerald Richards was new to the job and was a free agent. He left his life behind in Chester. Somewhere in England. Beautiful sites he'd show the workplace through pictures on his phone. She was so intrigued by him. He traveled, he was handsome, on top of those things he was very smart. "Thank you Gerald" said Gina. "I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached" Gina joked. Gerald laughed while her stared into her dark beautiful eyes. Eyes that twinkled as the moon shined on them. He was taken. "You're gorgeous Gina, why haven't I met you before now?" he would have questioned in a fantasy world. He really said "Well I know you have to get back to your husband, have a great night Gina". "You too Gerald" Gina signed. She watched Gerald walk into the bar. So dreamy. So seductive. Gina knew the more she day dreamed, the more time wasted and she also knew she had to get going. On the drive home, Gina mind wandered about Gerald. It was only harmless to think and not to act on it. For if she was to act on it, she'd be stoned. Not with real stones of course but with words of snakes. She arrives home. Walked in slowly so she can feel the breeze before she hits the stitch of saddening death lingering. It had been 3 months since her husband got sick. She only wanted things to get better. Gina walks in the door, "I'm home!". The nurse comes down stairs but taking her time as if she was in a deep mental state. "I'm sorry Gina." The nurse cried. "Sorry for what Stacey" Gina said with worry. "I was just about to call you when I heard your car pull up. Its your husband. He just passed away. I already have called the...". Before Stacey could finish, Gina ran up the stared to see her husband as pale as the clouds. She screamed "Zayn wake up! Please don't leave me without letting me say goodbye!" Stacey runs upstairs and hold distraught Gina. "If only I hadn't went to the bar" she thought over and over again. She cried uncontrollably for weeks. Buried her husband within those weeks. The void of a black hole filled Gina's heart. She was strong yet so utterly weak.