She had given him her all,
her very being, her soul.
He did not think so.
“I beg to differ”, he politely said.
The confusion in her mind,
the slowing down of her heart,
the tears that pooled in her eyes,
made it clear to every passerby
that his words had left her wounded.
The goodbye in his eyes
and the finality of his tone
left her bewildered, alone.
Doubts embraced her mind
like shadows in the dark,
questions she had locked within
came out; bursting forth
from the deepest recesses
because the door had failed to latch.
Time, they said, would heal her.
She wished it was true,
hiding behind the facade of normalcy
unseen, she’d dance like a maniac
letting her mind, her body loose.
Eyes filled with desperate hope,
the doors to her heart forever open,
she still awaited his return.