Heart’s a Mess

He saw her looking at him. He saw her again and she wasn’t, as she bowed her head and tried to vanish in the Monday morning crowd.

He got hold of her elbow and caught her off guard.

“Excuse me.”, a guy yelled camouflaged in the ocean of black suits.

He looked at her with an expression that bombarded her with questions of her actions and existence bringing her on the brink of tears and at that moment, he saw something on the fingers of her hands that held the startled guys hand tightly.

“Do you know him?”, the startled guy questioned her.

“No”, he replied. “I thought she was somebody that I used to know.”


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