The Shadow beneath the street light became clearer, the face became more solid. I knew the face as well as the last time I hadtouched its lips.
The overwhelming feeling of immense sinking formed itself in my stomach once more, remembering this face wasn't mine to touch, mine to kiss, anymore.

His Eyes greeted me in the way his words could not. Many memories engulfed me--like the hours I had spend staring into those eyes.
Such deep insignificant eyes, but so powerful. What a force they had over myself, girls before me and girls to come.
"Seemed like such a nice boy. Didnt he just."

How I had fretted over this meeting. The Memories made me tearful--why couldnt it always be like this? Why do all good things have to end?

"Are you ok?" He asked, in his old fashion with a flash of straight white teeth.

" Just fine." I nodded and tried to stay strong. "Worse than you know" I thought.

I scanned his face--for any new part--anything that had changed since Id called him my boyfriend. Everything seemed the same.
I felt the same insecure need for affection in his close proximity. Not so long ago we were here--holding hands and laughing.
Now its all different. I Dont know how Im suppose to act.
My words are hard to express. Trying hard not to look weak.....