05 March 2010
Memories in (S)crap
I looked questioningly into his eyes, the same ones that stared lovingly at me before. It was indifferent. It didn't want me. Those eyes continued to stare at me, boring unto my soul, still, lifeless as glass. Things had changed. He did. Did I, too? I tried to smile, to tell him it was okay, that I understood why we have become like that. All I could do was choke, as i tried to hold back my tears. His eyes were speaking goodbye. His silence was screaming. It was over. He was never coming back for me.
The same eyes that promised me forever.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment