If I could just take those words back I will.
I regret everything. I regret seeing her like this. Because she's that fresh breath of life. The gentle sway of the wind. The warm heat of spring. The exciting chill of snow. The joyous smile among many.
And her eyes ... they just told me what she felt. When she held too long, and had enough. When she glowed after demanding, punishing days. When she loved, still, after the heavy blows of heart break.
I loved everything about her.
How she was so open, readable, of her emotions with me.
Me. Somebody who didn't deserve her.
Because, after saying she was nothing to me, her eyes closed off all expressions, tears stopped falling. The lips that widens every time she smiles, now, a straight line. Her whole body stiff, leaned away as if expecting another blow.
I shut her off. And it was the biggest sin I ever committed to world.
She walked out of the warm light of summer, and never gifted the world a smile again.
