Only Once

She stepped through the heavy wooden doors in one big sweep. When she saw him he was sitting in a pew hands clasped and looking down. He could have passedfor praying if it weren't for the tears dripping down his fingers. She walked to him quickly and held out her slender hands offering him a box with a white bow. When he looked he finally saw her. 

She stood before him in white with her wings spread out behind her. Her brown locks hugged her face and reached down her back. She had eyes as bright as the ocean and as blue as the sky that betrayed her and showed her every emotion. But for the first time he saw them empty and cold. There was no trace of the girl, his girl. Gingerly he took the box from her and she quickly disappeared as if he'll had eaten her whole. He sat there staring at the bow and the little tag that read "open me". 

He got up and screamed. That's all he could think to do, scream until every man turned in his grave and every womans heart skipped three beats. He screamed until he couldn't take it anymore and he dropped to his knees pleading for sanity. He carefully slipped the bow off the package and lifted the lid. He held his breath and carefully pulled out a glass heart. It fit perfectly into his two hands as if it were meant to be held by only his. Through the red tinted glass he could see a small note inside the heart. He looked at the heart and couldn't believe it. How could she come here? It was his fault. He stared atthe note and began to fill with rage, how the hell was he supported to get the note out? She never was vey smart. So he balanced the heart in one hand and in a swift motion he threw it against the wall. He walked over to the shards of glass and bent over to pick up the note. He quickly picked up all the pieces in his hands and cried over them and cursed under his breath. It was his fault she left. 

He always called her his angel. Said she saved his life, he would have leaped off a building that night they met. It was a cold December night and she was an actress. She just finished a Christmas play when they ran into eachother and he accidentally knocked her over. When their eyes met there was nothing. His heart didn't move or warm. She didn't even look twice at him. They were just two strangers but she managed to make him think twice about everything he did that night. She always wished there was something a spark, butterflies anything, anything at All that would have helped her fall in love. But there was nothing. They shared a few remarks, some small talk which led to coffee which led to dinner. Dinner led to talking which in the end brought them to a point where they needed eachother and that was it. No love. No attraction, pure need. One night he left. He told her he needed to find love and happiness and this wasn't it. She told him "once broken apart, can never befixed". Just likethat it was over. She saved his life, he ended everything she ever had. 

He couldn't fix the heart. The note was never meant to be read. So he sat and hugged his knees and cried into his slacks. How could he have been so stupid as to not see, it was love, their love just happened to be pure need. But the note was true "Once broken apart, can never be fixed" because she left him for a place where he can never reach.