“I used to be poetic before I met you,” she said,  as her eyes trailed from the ground to his eyes. “but now I’m just an emotional wreck with too many words.”

  He stood there silently at a loss for words as he watched her cry. Wordlessly, his feet moved - backtracking away from her.    "We were always going to say goodbye, weren’t we?” she quietly whispered as she raised her head to look him in the eye.    “Yeah. I think so.“ he responded before he stepped out of the room.    “I loved you though. I loved you so much.”    A pause.    “I know." he replied, glancing up at her one last time, "I know."