We Say Goodbye in the Loudest Words

The morning sky fired into the dark room , the shadows of the night disappearing as a new morning broke out. Beau grunted as his eyes fluttered open , the sun already burning his tanned face. He smiled sadly as he looked to his right where she was still sleeping peacefully. Unaware of the horrendous things her boyfriend of 8 years did the night before. Beau sigh angrily at himself for ever doing such a thing. Why must he always screw up the best things that happens to him? Why must be such a fuckup?