We stared at each other,
My eyes full of warmth and longing,
Your eyes cold and void of love,
My palm longing to cover your mouth;
in an attempt to prolonged the inevitable.
It was futile;
as reality sunk in so deep to the core of my broken heart,
You turned,
I watched,
My eyes still full of warmth and longing,
I watched;
As half of my heart walked towards the opposite direction,
and I was left behind.
E.S
