He could see her lips moving.

He could feel the bass of the music that was playing too loud.

He could see the wipers pushing the water off the windshield.

He could see her tears.

He could feel his own trying to force their way out.

He knew he was breaking her, if she wasn’t already broken.

He couldn’t hear anything but white noise.

He felt the heat of the argument pulsing through his body and the ice of the AC coming through the vents.

He was sorry that he had broken her.

He knew she was all he had.

He knew she was all that could make him truly happy, but it was time for him to leave.

She could feel her heart sinking.

She knew that this fate was unavoidable.

She could feel her body go numb with the pain of his words.

She knew it was hurting him too and she tried to stay strong.

She fought the tears.

She fought the pain.

She fought the sadness.

She tried to show him that it was ok.

She encouraged him with her words until

She tasted the salt of her tears on her lips.

She silenced herself.

She watched him as he drove knowing that they would both move on

She knew that it was not the last they would see of each other.

She knew she would never find someone quite as amazing as him, but

She needed to trust that they would always be in each other’s hearts.

They could feel the silence baring down on them in the dark of night, but