The hushed silence was forbidding, like a war zone I had known better not to cross. But her eyes held a certain mystery, a subtle hint of grief danced around her. I reached out, but all I felt was air.
I take back my word.
Maybe it hadn't been that fulfilling after all.
All I got back was a sick feeling stuck in my throat, like a dead weight pressed against my chest.
How people change, ha! As swiftly as the wind.
This time, rather than feeling utterly jealous and upset with her.
I took it rather lightly, as though that was the only right thing to do.
And yes, I think we're all used to that cycle of events, it does get a little boring.
That silence, was timely.