Chasity stared at her hands, cold in the harsh winter. So pale. A tear fell and landed on her shirt, a dark mark where it soaked in. She stared into the cold, harsh eyes of her boyfriend. She always thought the warm blue eyes were beautiful. Even now, when they were set in a cruel way, they were breath taking. "What are you saying?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper. "I don't want you anymore." He replied, no hint of emotion in his voice. It was like a blade into her. She breathed in deeply. "I think I deserve to know why." But inside, she didn't want to. It was always her. He took in a breath. "I think I should be with someone more like me." She looked at him, trying not to show emotion. If he was going to be this way, then she mustn't show how much it hurts. "Okay. We're done now, Alex?" She asked, voice stronger. "Yes." He said, ending the conversation. She turned and walked down the concrete path back toward her house. Thoughts engulfing her, crippling her, but she pressed on. "I must wait until I'm out of view. But I love you, Alex." She whispered to herself. She knew she was out of turned towards his car. A tear escaping his deep blue eyes. "I love you, too. More than you could ever know."