I remember when I finally had to go.

I left without telling them.

I left without telling him.

He didn't know, and I think

his heart broke, or 

turned back to how it was.

When I left.

And all my apologies couldn't make up for it.

I remember when I opened the dorm.

And found everything of his gone.

I was in disbelief.

In denial.

I was Cinderella, the prince would always come back.

He didn't come back.

My heart broke.

Unrepairable.

I picked up the scattered pieces.

I hid them where no one would see them.