Unspoken

why don't you love me, she asked.
i do, he said.
no. you don't, she said, simply.
i - maybe i don't. i'm sorry. i can't help it.
don't be sorry. don't patronize me with apologies. some things just are. you don't control them, and neither do i. you said that to me, once, a long time ago.
do you believe that?
i believed in you.
don't say that. why is everything so dramatic?
because real life seldom unfolds according to the script.

they sat there, together, for a long time after. finally, after the sunset, he spoke.

so where do we go now?
i don't know. what do you see in your dreams?
i see the stars.
so do i. must be a different sky.



story of my life. Unspoken.