Lost Love, Begone
I'm lucky you saw through it…"
His voice trailed off, growing fainter with each word.
Silence settled between us.
Then he looked up at me again, his gaze full of longing and regret.
He knew, deep down, that he'd lost me for good. His voice cracked as he sobbingly said, "If I had the chance to live my life over again, Tiffany… I'd never let myself lose you."
The second he said it, I was out of my seat and gone.
Whatever else he wanted to say, it was already too late.
That conversation snipped the last thread between us clean through.