The glint is gone...His touch is cold. His voice has changed as she became old.
Old news.
His old muse.
She was no longer gorgeous as he made her believe and for the first since he met her, he began to show his true emotions on his sleeve.
She continuously tortured herself with the possibility that she had done something wrong.
She had pushed him away.
She hadn't done all the right things.
She couldn't make him stay.
Had she said too little,
or had she uttered too much?
Andrew no longer held her in such high esteem as she had willed herself to believe.
No matter how hard she tried to be the one, the only one...
For Andrew,
she wasn't enough .
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Loving Andrew
Poetry❝ She gave him her all.❞ A memoir of the emotions that accompanied the moments of her life, those moments which she would give anything to relive, though they were the most painful she had ever experienced. © Loving Andrew2017 Written by xripthatgir...
