I sat there staring blankly at him. Did he not understand what I was saying or was he choosing not to? The question replays in my head as the words roll off his tongue one word after the other. If he could open his eyes to look at me, allow his ears to hear me, and open his mind up to me maybe, just maybe once he would understand. Days go by and the events become a routine, an inevitable part of the day. To change is to make different or to alter something that is significantly different. That day we decided to change, to change for ourselves, to change for each other, to change for the betterment of us both. We looked into each other’s eyes and promised it would be day one. If only I knew where that promise would get me, I wouldn’t have ever made it. The power and morality behind a simple promise can be as powerful and sturdy as an anchor. 

When we woke up the next morning to a sunny peaceful day, I instantly felt refreshed as it was the perfect day for it to be Day One of our new life. I turned over to greet him and he lay there, straight faced and cold. I suggested plans for the day and received a simple, okay.  

Discouraged by the lack of enthusiasm I was feeling, I got up to get ready. The hot water running down my body and the cool tile ground, I came out feeling fresh and new. He sits there ready to go in sweats and a hoodie, while I stand there in the newest blouse I had and my perfect fit jeans. This was common: we commonly saw things differently but that’s what makes him, him. If I only I knew, the minute we made that promise, he is not who he would be. I told him jokingly that he looked bad and to change, and that is just what he did. I also picked his least favorite restaurant to go to, and he drove there peacefully with no resistance. It came to a surprise but then again this is what I asked for after all. I wanted change, I wanted him to hear me, to listen to me, I wanted everything to be easier, I wanted to feel happy.  

Day after day, the energy was the same and there hadn’t been any issue of problem. Day after day, it started to feel normal. Day after day, he said yes to everything I said. It wasn’t until that night we lay on the couch watching our favorite show, hand in hand, that I realized I missed him, I missed us. It was then I realized that promise would haunt me forever and if I could take it back, I would.