Five Hundred Words
~Arnold and Helga Drabbles
Third One Hundred
Inspired by theme #32 ~ linger
Her lip trembled. This was not how it was supposed to happen. He held her shoulders, his mouth moving, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. She was too busy trying to stop her tears. Moving? Break-up? That was all she could take. The thought of no longer seeing his football-shaped head again broke her heart. She stared into his green eyes, they too brimming with tears. For a moment they stared, teetering on the brink of breaking. Then he leaned forward and kissed her gently – a kiss so sweet that it lingered long after he'd said goodbye.