We just finished a movie and now we're walking on the park.

She stopped walking and so did I.

I looked into her eye. Slowly, I just found myself letting go of her hand. 

She's smiling, a small one. But I know she's not happy, and so am I.

The wind blew, blowing her hair to her face. I placed her hair on the back of her ear.

The moonlight beamed through her face.

She broke the silence of night with the words

"Let's... Break up."