spilled ink

cinq

"tell me, tell me that you don't love me. tell me that after all this time, i'm just a friend to you
and that you have no feelings for me"
he whispered to me.
he was so close to me that i could feel his breath on my face, and see the light freckles across his nose.
his normally bright green eyes changed,
to a dark forest green as he stared into my dark brown ones.
i stared back at him as my heart was beating so fast, that i could feel it pounding in my ears.
i opened my mouth to say that i was wrong,
and that i did love him more than he could ever imagine,
but i couldn't find the courage to say anything.
after a minute when i didn't respond,
hurt reflected in his eyes and and he turned around and left me there.
i stared at his retreating form and i haven't seen him since.