Pomegranate Seeds at Modnight

XV

He stayed there, a B L U R R Y figure sitting down in the background.

She stood there, crying onto her shoulder, words C L A W I N G their way out into the world.

He stayed there, words floating into the air.

She stood there, hyperventilating and trying to clear the C O N F U S I O N circulating around her.

S Y M P A T H E T I C glances and reassuring words float around her.

She stood there, minutes passing her by as she sews her B R O K E N smile, walking back with her head low.

He stayed there while she stood there with her V U L N E R A B LE heart out in the open; terrified someone would rip it from her chest.