Disclaimer: This is how a heart breaks! It belongs to Rob Thomas, but not that one.
Elevator
The doors close in front of her. Snap. She sees the last of his confused face between the crack, and then he vanishes. She lets out a deep breath. Feels the elevator slowly crawl down.
And she struggles to hold it all in.
It would be easy, so easy, to just cry. To just sob and let it all out and crawl to sit in the corner of the elevator, crying. She sniffs, holding it in. Pursing her lips. He's not worth crying over.
But she remembers his face, so close to hers last night. And she remembers his words.
"Our relationship was epic."
Or whatever the hell he had said that had made her heart flutter like it had. She feels her eyes watering and she breathes in through her nose, not her mouth, because if she opens her mouth she might just sob.
The elevator slows to a stop. A man walks in, wearing a suit and carrying a brief case. She sniffs and shuffles over, resting her head against the wall of the elevator, trying desperately to forget. To forget his hand caressing her face. It had scared her so badly, because she had just wanted to kiss him. She had run.
She shouldn't have. Because then this morning…he didn't remember. Not a thing. Kendall. Priscilla. Whatever that stupid woman's name was. Hadn't he stopped that? Hadn't he proclaimed he was 'different' now? Why did she believe him?
Because…because she wanted to. Wanted to believe him so badly, wanted to think he was different than his old self. She wanted him back.
The elevator stops again. The man leaves, and it's a good thing because tears are silently rolling down her cheeks. And once the door closes again, she sees Logan standing there. Seconds later though, she blinks and realizes she was imagining.
The elevator moves again. Slowly, it descends. Just like her heart. Lower and lower, slower and slower. And the tears come faster now. She can't stop them.
A lonely hiccup jumps out of her throat. And another. A noise, like a sob, finds its way out, and soon she is crying heartily. Sniffing and sobbing, trying to choke down the noises. How could she have been so naïve? To think that Logan still loved her…pfft! Obviously he had been drunk.
So why did her heart feel so crushed?
She doesn't even care that when the elevator finally stops on the bottom floor that she is still crying, trying to hastily wipe away the tears leaking from her eyes. But she decides that she is only allowed to cry on the elevator, nothing more. Because if she shows any more signs of weakness for Logan, she doesn't know what she'll do.