by King Andre » Mon Oct 14, 2019 5:43 pm
She looked at him with eyes that longed for the affection of someone who would only miss that wanting gaze when it no longer shone upon him.
He understood now, as he replayed those moments in his mind. Every time she left, every time she cried, every time she felt hatred towards him; he understood now. There were times where he believed he could comprehend what she experienced, but it took him standing where she stood to feel the same despondency.
and nothing hurt worse than realizing you were a fool, much too late.