The pen in my hand trembled
as if an unseen force got hold of my fingers
I stare at her face
Frigid.Bland.Cold.
She bits her lips
aware of my gaze.
The past six years flash before me
like a painted dream,surreal.
Deep conversations.Belly aching laughs.
Cuddles that you can't get enough of.
Long kisses and welcome hugs
Where did it all go wrong?
I look at her again.
The day she wore an ivory...