HIM ➵ ROSS S. LYNCH

vi.

her head was resting against her bent knees when she heard footsteps on the concrete.
she didn't even have to look up to know it was him.

"are you okay?"

okay?
she scoffed under her breath.

yeah, because
crying
behind a coffee shop
is okay.

she didn't even show an effort to answer his question as he ran a hand over his face.

"shit, that was a stupid question, i'm sorry."

he avoided her eyes as he sat
d
o
w
n alarmingly close to her.

"how did we get here?"
she managed to utter quietly.
his eyes widened.

they were once so happy.
together.
smiles glued to their lips.
or each others.

so the question is,
or was,
what happened?

--- him ---

"we were probably never meant to be, but i loved every single second i spent with you."