She sat midafternoon in the long corridors of the old library....the musty smell of wooden racks and books didn't bother her. It was her retreat for this day. She yearned to hear his voice but then she remembered their silence.
She was waiting with bated breath...looking at the phone every now and then ..it did beep and she knew it was him. He did remember...somehow she knew he would. His words were read and then reread and then reread once again.....
Was she happy? She couldn't fathom....and then the tears came...they came so easily...was she being watched? She really didn't care!!
She stifled a sob...gathered her things and walked out...Where was she? Why was was she buying a darn movie ticket? The flick spoke of unrequited love...her luck.
Inside the dark hall of the movie there were noises of happiness, few laughter...the smell of coffee and popcorn mingled perfectly with the noise....she wasn't a part of them...
There were more tears....she touched those tiny black stones on her ears...she felt romanced..near to him..
Come on...BE HAPPY!!!.....He remembered....her heart told her...NO..ITS NOT SO!!! our memories choke him...perhaps he dies a death to think of them...I? I survive on them.....m
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