She saw him in the crowd, another girl not to far behind. She was looking for him. Only him. After all he treated her like she was his world. But she looked down. His hand was intertwined with hers. Her heart skipped a beat. But he saw something different.
    He saw the light slip out of her eyes and a shininess replaced what was once energy. He saw her lips spread apart in what was going to be a hello. He saw her hand fall to her side and her skin turn ghostly white. He liked her, but his lips had just touched another's.
    She wanted to believe what she saw wasn't real. She saw his lips latch on to that other girls the way she wanted his lips to touch hers. But her lips would never touch his. Her hands would never hold his. She would never be his.
    He knew she saw. He didn't mean for her to see. His heart dropped to his stomach knowing she would never hold his hand or let his lips meet hers. After all he did break her heart.