Broken Heart

stay.

"Stay," I said with his back
turned to me. I wanted him
to turn back. I love him;
he doesn't know. "Please,"
I begged. He was still not
facing me. He started to walk
away. "Please. I-I love you!"
I exclaimed. He looked at me.
I could see the shock in his eyes;
he didn't care. He gave me one last look.
Then there he was, walking out of my
life, yet again.