Rating: K
Was it all really worth it?
The late night flirtatious text message.
The pillow talk that rang from one ear to the other.
The sensual sound of her angelic raspy voice that spoke forbidden desires, during late night hours. The soft giggle that came from the other end as her imagination began to run wild. Was it worth the late night meets, underneath the steel bridge? Twelve o'clock on the dot, the bathroom stall waited for the heady unspoken makeout session, the hands that wandered in forbidden areas of the soft flesh beneath them. Was it worth, the heated love making festive that was held on the silk sheets? The sweet taste of her forbidden fruit, the musky scent that laid between her legs, was it worth it?
Is the tears that are rolling down her swollen cheeks, worth it all? Her watery eyes, squinting staring at the event that is being played before her. Was worth the memories that her being replayed in her head, two years of their unspoken love.
Every kiss.
Every touch.
Every fuck.
Every love making night, was nothing more than a dream, a illusion of her imagination. A false reality that she created..no,that they created.
Silence surrounded her, the light that once radiated had died. She watched from afar the cinematic scene in front of her. The young man going down on one knee, holding her lovers left hand under the glowing moonlight. Tears fell endlessly down her face as she watched her lover nod yes, and being held up in the air before her lips were claimed by the man. Their laughter rang her ears, loudly, so much so she swore her eardrums were going to burst.
Olivia lost her.
She lost the love of her life within the matter of seconds. Olivia watched the newly engaged couple walk down the path of Central Park hand in hand into night.
Was it worth?
The heart that had been shattered inside her, the pain that spreaded every inch of her body.
Was it worth, the piece of her soul being ripped from her?
" I love you, Amanda."
Yes, it was worth it.
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