She waited their patiencly, waiting for his arrival. She watched the door at every chance as time moved slowly. Deep down in her soul, she knew his decision, but she didnt know if she should listen to that source, she didnt no if she could trust the friends around her, about his outcome. She was scared yet brave for his decision. She would feel loved if she had reassurance he’ll come through the door with a smile on his face as he runs into her arms, but doubt confused her judgements, there was a possibility that he would show up, and give up on her. Maybe it was his time to leave her, maybe he couldnt understand how to help her, how to love her as she should be loved. Maybe they were two different people with same interests but more differences than comparison. What to do? Time is running out, will he come, or will his memory disappear in the mist of her perception, fabrication of his love wont be real to her any longer, will it make her stronger, that he isnt in my life.Time is running out,its his decision!