Star-Crossed

With a sad smile, he disappeared from her life.

He’d promised to meet her at the old bridge and he’d been there, though she hadn’t been able to see him. For hours she waited and he never came. With a slump in her shoulders, she left, her head hung as low as the sun over the mountains.

“He never came,” she whispered as a tear trailed from her eye.

He watched, knowing that he could never let her know that he’d come. “I’m sorry,” he breathed in a voice that couldn’t reach her ears, no matter how closely he stood.

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Written for today’s Light and Shade Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/challenge-friday-9th-may.html

And this time, I got the word count right!

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