She sees him in the hallway and remembers the memories.
The innocent memories.
And she remembers.
She remembers the memories that they shared
"Hi," he says.
She smiles coyly and waves back.
It's nothing, but just the sight of him
makes her feel bubbly inside.
But it's over.
There's no more pain;
no more feelings,
and no more love.
Copyright © 2010 by Candice A. Anderson
P.S. Yes I realize I've been signing off my posts with titles of Beatles' songs. I happen to like The Beatles. Don't say anything, or judge me. They're pretty awesome, actually!