Saturday, October 30, 2004
'i'm sorry.' these words cut into his heart. he winced from the memory. that was so long ago. he could still see her, cheerful with her friends, hiding all that had happen so casually with that characteristic grin of hers. all the while he stood there, hurting in every part of him, while she appeared to be so far away from him...he could still remember one of their few dates. it had been a rather short event, culminating in him getting whacked on the head for being late. they had spent a while walking around, just talking like old friends, while in his heart, he wanted just to tell her how gorgeous she was, how her grin, her chatter lit up his world, a world of loneliness and of cold shoulders, and how she was so different, different from the environment her grew up in.
that was so long ago. she smiled to herself in an almost mocking way, how could she have been so stupid. why was she suddenly thinking of this anyway? she ought to be concentrating, with her daily life, hadn't she promised to pick herself up after that? she had picked herself up, sucessfully, almost too sucessfully; now she felt immune to love, or anything else. she never wanted to feel the agony of seeing another broken heart or face, betraying the emotions inside, or someone else, like him... she sniffed. this was so not happening. she vowed never to cry, or let herself fall again. turning away from her table, she left the room to sleep, if sleep would come.
Posted by norbert at 10/30/2004 06:46:00 PM