Desiderata and the Total Eclipse of the Sun

And he said he's sorry. He always was. The word then became so overused the whole conversation no longer made sense at all. So she chose to break all the strings that held them together. She was mad, frustrated and dumbfounded. She never thought things would reach this height of imbecility.

Her feelings for him were more than carnal friendship. She offered him a mother's touch, a best friend's shoulder, and a whore's lip service. Yet upon hearing her heart beat with the words of love and affection, he just took the ill path of killing the untainted lovestruck paradise her feelings have built. He did the best to make her cry with his mean antics. He made her feel sorry for loving him. He made her realize that it's not that he doesn't have feelings for her- it's just he doesn't want to be loved, by her, not by anybody else. He wants to stand on his feet, and only his.

They were friends. Laughing buddies. Teachers of each other's minds. Yet their paths will never meet. He knew he was bitter and the life he chose was the one fast and sweet. She was then left with no other way out but compromise. And despite all the promises she made to herself, she broke down and cried.

Whatever feelings of love he had were just enough to suffice his needs. It just so happened that there were some hearts were willing to give him more than enough. And one of them was hers.