Ashely can't breath. Her heart is torn.
She stares at him across the table.
He smiles, she smiles.
Is her smile real?
Ashely can't think. Her mind is blocked.
She stares at him across the room.
He winks, she smiles.
Is her smile real?
Ashley can't speak. Her throat is dry.
He speaks, she smiles.
Is her smile real?
Ashely wonders, is he real?
Are they fixable or permanetly broken.
Past statements have left a hole.
Does he even know that he must patch it up.
Time will tell...

Late night thoughts.
Your constant messaging kept me smilig.
Your no reply, makes me wonder.
Now I question. where'd it go wrong?
We were young.
We were stupid.
We were in love.
How live changes.
Wheels turn.
Pages change.
Chapters end.
Now this is the end.
A final chapter.
The book has reached, The End!
Now I'm on a new book.
Welcoming my new love, my new life.
Next step, burn your book.