r e m n a n t s [on an indefinite hiatus]

chapter seventy-three

"I'm sorry." was the word he could not say. Regret painted all over his face.

"I still love you." was the words that he could never say, because he knew it was already too late.

He was smiling.

But his eyes,they talk. And they spoke every emotion he could never show.

"How do you know all this?" she asked me one day, because I spoke to her. Pleading she'd take him back.

"Because his eyes did talk. But maybe they couldn't really function well, I guess. Because...."
I tried to smile at her, but I failed. Gosh I was so pathetic.

"Because he never saw me."