He saw...
an over made-up clown, eyes caked in shadow, lips redder than reality, cheeks on fire.
She was...
hiding the pain of her appearance, trying to look like the "norm", feeling hideous and needing a mask.
He heard...
her voice shrill and loud, her attitudes obtrusive, her opinions waivering with the crowd.
She was...
desperate to be noticed, drowning in self-doubt, craving reassurance, acceptance.
He felt...
she was cold and callous, harsh with her words, dark and unloving.
She was...
hurt to the point of no return, a soul full of love with no one to love, no one to trust.
He left.
She was already gone.