Henry POV

There she was sitting beautifully. Wearing the same red dress that compliments her faminity. We are two tables aparts but two souls and two heart away from happiness. It hurts to watch her with him, he can't love her like i can, no other man will ever love her as much as i love her. Red lips stick, red dress, red hand bag, sharp split ends, i still love her. I can hear the beautiful music play in my heart every time i see her breathaking beauty that can stop a thousand hearts from beating. Violins, guitars, the love's music.

The time without end when i'm not with her, when i'm not touching and caressing her soft silky skin. When i'm not whispering sweet something's in her ear, and playing with her hair. I am not yet a man for she's not mine. Yet! She walks by me without a care in the world, she acts like she doesn't see me. Ignorant!. But i can't mad at her, its all my faults. If i can back the time, i will not do that mistake. I felt her absence. It was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. You wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone.

The man grasps her arms and whispering something in her ear, i can feel the fury exploding from the bottom of my heart like an erupting volcano, i grasped with anger and infuriation my coat and turned around. I hate him! I'm tired of watching her with him, she should be with me, i have everything to offer her, romance, love and money, all woman needs, i will buy her everything th