The noise. The crowds. The lights. The faces. Everything seemed to be overwhelming tonight.
She gently swept her hair to the side.
She bit her lower lip, where he used to kiss.
The mere thought of it made her blushed.
Sitting in the restaurant, alone, waiting for him to show.
“He’s not going to come……” She thought.
“I love you, my dear.” He whispered in her ear two days ago. She was silly enough to believe that it was true.
She asked for the bill, and left the restaurant that they used to share dinner together.
He saw her leaving the restaurant. The look on her face made him wanted to run to her and hold her tight.
He knows he couldn’t. It was a mistake to tell her that he loved her. He had to right the wrong and let go.
“Let go…… You don’t belong to me, my love.” He whispered to himself.