Walked away. He had walked away from her, from them- away from his happiness, his life. Let go of the hands he had always promised to hold on to, just as his heart had let go of the love it sought - too broken to hold on to them.
Today, had been the day he would have stepped forward into a new beginning with her, into a new future with her, declaring his love for her once she accepted hers for him. Instead, he had been thrust behind, pushed into a chasm of despair, left alone to gather the fragmented pieces of his heart.
Just like that - she had taken away the ray of hope, the sliver of love that he had reached out for, crushed his dreams to nothingness, almost as if they had never existed - had broken him, yet again. Never thought he would feel this kind of pain again, never thought he would feel this kind of dead again, this numb. Never thought his heart could take it again; and yet - it had, he had.
Her tear filled eyes had warned him of the impending storm, but his foolish heart had refused to listen; wanting to hear her say the three words that he had already proclaimed to her in his heart. He had heard three words alright, only - they were not the ones he had hoped to build his dreams on, but ones that had crumbled their very foundations.
He had promised to stand by her and yet, had left her standing alone in his wake; trying to collect the shattered pieces of his heart while he still had some strength left in him.
His pain and hurt pulled him into a vortex of anguished questions - questions that he neither had the strength nor the desire to answer. Where had he gone wrong? Why had he let his heart make the decisions for him where she was concerned? Why had he let those eyes deceive him? Why had his mind not warned him? Why had he fooled himself into believing that he had finally found his destiny in her?
Love had meant trust and faith to him - he had trusted her with his heart, had had faith in the truth he thought he had seen in her eyes; while she had not trusted him enough to let him know of her truth before - before he had been submerged in the surging tide that was his love for her.
He was left wondering- if it would have made a difference, if he would never have fallen in love with her at all; if it would have made it easier, for his heart to pull back from thoughts of her - had she told him all this earlier. But, she had taken away his right to that decision, taken it away by her lie - her lie by omission.
He knew then, he had been right to keep his heart locked away- never to be opened, never to be exposed to this kind of torment; for look what she had done - promised to treasure his heart with her eyes and then blown it to smithereens with her words - her three little words. She had brought him back to where he had begun - alone with his grief; alone with the black hole that used to be his heart.