She left a bitter, but sweet taste in his mouth everytime she walked by. Knowing what they had what was done made him feel hopeless. He remembered the way she looked at him when things were great, the way she tasted and felt. He smiled, and what was so sweet was knowing only he knew her. Her wants, her needs, and how she truly felt about him. No one knew. She even avoided making eye contact because she couldn't look away. They were connected, they didn't ask for this, but it felt so good.
