I look at him as i step into the cab…
The way his face reflects the hurt and care that he feels for me. I almost made another choice to stay but something told me NO. I don’t want to be there again.
I touch his angelic face, ” I will never forget you..”
My finger traced his bottom lip as he reaches up to touch my hand, and inhaled as to take in this last memory, a love that was never meant to be…
” Miss You…” he said, and opened his mouth again, as to say something, but closed it as she grabbed her bag, and turned into the cab.
His eyes burned a hole into her heart as the door closes behind her.
As the cab drives away, all those memories trace back to those times where things were ok, nothing was wrong, everything fit into each other like pieces of a puzzle. What happened?
She turned around in the seat,..
He was gone…