Tears fell from her eyes with the ease of autumn leaves.
In the deathly silence, I could hear her 16 year old heart fracturing and the voice of The Script moaning in my head…
When hearts break, they don’t break even…
“I never believed it would come to this,” she said clutching a tear soaked handkerchief to her chest. “I knew they argued a lot but I thought things were fine when they started hanging out together again. Just when I thought things were fine, they announced the divorce.”
I should have written to you long before now.
I apologise for having not.
Blame it on my being self-absorbed and distracted.
I’m here now.
Asake, I heard you’re still there.
I heard you haven’t left.
I heard you said you’re still waiting…
Asake, isn’t it apparent he’s gone and probably not returning?