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A/N: OK, this is the first fanfic I have posted here. Please read and please review. Thanks!
Broken
Everyday she sat there, silent teardrops rolling down her cheeks and splashing in her coffee.
Everyday she waited, watching the boats sail around the harbour, just in case his was there.
Everyday she remembered what he had written in that letter. He told her loved her.
Love?
He calls this love?
He calls making her sit in frantic worry, wondering where he is, who he's with, if he's OK, and why he left, love?
But there was no denying she loved him.
She loved him so much she would do anything to have him come back. Anything.
People asked if she was OK, and she'd attempt to smile and nod. She said she was over him.
She lied.
Another day would end, the sun would set, and still she'd sit there on that bench, gazing out into the ocean.
He could be with her right now.
They could sit here together and watch the world go by.
They could wander along the boardwalk hand in hand.
They could be the perfect couple they were before.
But he'd left.
He'd left her all alone.
Oh, how she cried.
And everyday, she'd sit there, silent teardrops rolling down her cheeks and splashing in her coffee.
And everyday, she'd waited, watching the boats in the harbour, just in case his was there.
And everyday, her broken heart would scream for her to get over him and move on.
But she couldn't.
Her heart was broken.
She was broken.
OK, I hope you liked it. Please review it! But don't be too harsh, please?
Kat