30 august 2004. 31 august 2004.
she did something which she never thought she would do. via sms. still, somehow, they managed to continue a short exchange of smses even after that fatal blow was sent out.
they met. they talked. heart to heart. they teared. for themselves. for each other. for their love. but they found a way. a hope. a love. they did not want to lose each other. they decided to give themselves some time.

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29 september 2004.
a month on. what was supposed to be a special day. but it wasn't. (again?) they got on each other's nerves while conversing through an instant messenging system.

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1 october 2004.
they met. each guessing at what the other wants, if it was the same conclusion that they have, if it was the same future that they see. the conversation did not go the way it should. the moment she arrived, he was hostile. she returned hostility with hostility. and a dash of sarcasm.
she did not know what to do. they played mind games with each other.
forced, she asked him one question. he lied with his reply.

he lied.

she was appalled. she was disappointed. she was in disbelief.

why? why did he have to lie?

she was shattered.
totally shattered.

she tried to compose herself. she did not know what to do. she wanted her brain to think. but it did not. she existed, mindlessly.
she stood. she did what she did on 30 august. face to face.
but she did not see his face.
all was a blurred landscape.
her seemingly quiet calm a stark contradiction to the rollercoaster in her.

she walked away.

shattered.
she's hurting.
she's all messed up.