Blinded Sight

§ forty-two §

When he parked his car

outside her house

it was eerily quiet.

"It's probably not a good time

to explain what happened,

but when you're ready to hear me out,

when I've regained your trust,

I'll explain.

Maybe then

you'd forgive me

and we'd be okay."

He looked into her eyes,

looking for some emotion.

Alas, he came up

e m p t y .

She nodded and opened the car door.

"Faye?"

She looked back to him then.

"I meant it when I said

I really like you,

and I hope you know that I care.

I really do.

I wouldn't hurt you."

He looked to her eyes again,

looking for something,

anything.

He came up empty.

She nodded and left.