She thought she loved him.
She thought he was her IT.
Their kisses give her a bad aftertaste.
Slowly she wipes her lips with her hand.
She watches him.
A smile on her lips.
He loves her.
It's obvious.
Does she love him?
His touches make her feel cold and sick.
They're suppose to make her feel warm and loving.
He treats her like a queen.
She treats him like a friend.
What's wrong with her?
Confusion and dishonest surrounds her.
Can she be falling out of love?
No tears come out from her.
A small smile graces her face.
He fights for her, as she walks away.
NO!
NO!
NO!
Please don't leave!
Please don't!
Her shadow turns the corner and disappears.
His shadow beds forward and starts heaving.
His heart broken.
His heart ripped.
His heart stomped.
Please...
A small smile graces his lips.
A small note held tightly in his hand.
She watches,
As he gives a girl a note.
A small frown on her face.
She watches as her loves another girl.
She watches as he showers her with love.
Everyone watches the scene in action.
Her big frowns.
His big smiles.
Regret and bitterness bite her.
Happiness and life carress him.
She misses him.
She misses them.
She misses...
Talks
Arguments
Shouting
His heart belongs to someone else.
She wants his heart.
She takes his heart
And stabs it.
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911 please state your emergency
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A small smile graces her lips.