All seems strangely quiet to her,
As if the world is silently floating by,
Unreal and dreamlike.
Her world isn’t a dreamland though.
Her dream has turned out to be just that—a dream.
She is supposed to be over this by now.
That is what she tells herself.
She isn’t though.
Memories flood back into her mind.
Memories of what use to be and isn’t any more.
She will never be able to look at him like that anymore.
A special smile or tender gaze will never be shared again.
There are other regrets.
Yes, so many regret.
Why hadn’t she taken advantage of more opportunities
To let him know how special he was?
How much she cared?
She can’t anymore.
That is why the tears are streaming down her face.
Perhaps the tears are a little selfish.
She’s crying because she’s hurt,
Because she cant be with the man that meant so much to her.
She has to get through this.
She knows she will.
She is working through it.
Yesterday hadn’t ended this way.
Perhaps tomorrow will end without the tears.
