"I don't love you " Those words echoed through her head as she sat on the cold tile floor with her head in her palms tears streaming down her face . She took a deep breath struggling to silence her sobs or risk the chance that he might hear . Not that he would care. He was in the other room holding hands with one of the prettiest girls she had ever seen . A girl with the brightest sparkling hazel eyes and a smile that you couldn't help but return . Her long chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves not a blemish on her skin.
It wasn't her beauty she envied but the boy she had ensnared into it. She wiped away her tears and cleaned up her smudged mascara . Straightening out her shirt, slowly turning the doorknob and exiting the room. Making sure to avoid eye contact she sat across from the two and casually entered the conversation smiling and laughing
acting as if he hadent just broken her heart and shattered her whole world just moments ago .
JE LEEST
Bits And Peices Of A Broken Heart
RomantiekJust little bits and pieces of my thoughts and emotions about the one person I care for
