His silence spoke in volumes.
That were piercing to the soul.
High frequencies that only can be felt,nothing to heard except the slow leak pouring from his cardio vascular.
With out making a single sound he exposed to her the depths of his pain,she inflicted upon him. Scorching sticking to his flesh like boiling hot grits. No compassion was shown. She showed no signs of resentment, how could she be significant to anyone other then her self.  Her Callous hands and feet walk all over the broken fragment of men hearts. Without saying a word her body language revealed that she didn't really carry any compassion at all. To her he was just another victim of casualty lost from the war she battles within her self. She is looking for love out side of her self. Lost because she don't know how to evolve.