• All she could do was stand there, her heart feeeling torn as if it were ripped fabric. Her tears fell from her pale face, and she wiped them away quickly, making sure no one around saw her. Never being the type of person that cried in front of other people, she pulled her hoodie over her head, and quickly walked out of the coffee shop. The man who had walked out of the door before her had left her heartbroken and sad. His words scorched her, and each time she remembered what he said it felt like her heart was getting beaten by a whip of fire. 'I don't love you.' he said, staring at her with those intense blue eyes that she'd always loved. But these weren't the eyes that stared at her with passion and love, for now they stared at her as if she were an enemy. Now all she could do was walk into the cold winter night, and forever be haunted by this memory.