He looked at her, the world stopped moving in those few precious seconds.
He felt the pain, the dagger of hurt slowly plunge in so deep. He felt himself bleed, he knew that wound would never heal.
All she could do was stare. She knew it too, she had hurt him bad. Him in that black suit looking ever so good as he always did, his soft hair she always brushed as she looked into his brown eyes feeling the love he always had for her. Now those eyes were fixed on her, with so much hurt in them.
The cigarette in his hands burnt. Still looking at her, he took another draw from it. He saw the world pass by slowly, everything moved in delay, his mind was blank.
She called his name...
"Jay.....I'm..."
He shook his head, closed his eyes, threw the cigarette away, smiled to himself a sad smile, turned around and walked away. Everyone was looking at him, they all knew who he was, a few grabbed their mobiles and began taking pictures of him. He took out another cigarette, lit it, stopped for a while, breathed in deep, looked up at the sky and asked why?
She pushed him away from her and stared at his back as he walked away. He would turn around wouldn't he? He would! Oh god please turn around! She couldn't move, she couldn't do anything. Her mind raced with regret, she knew her mistake and it burned her heart, she knew she had lost him....forever.
Story of my life.
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