Cracked heart

Fortuna stared down at the text message blankly.
The screen dimming in her hands before turning off.
She threw the phone down onto the floor in frustration and despair.

She had been waiting for this day for weeks, months.
All to let her down in the end.
Small rivers flowed down her face, her eyes already puffy.
Her heart aching so badly she felt like there was no other way
to get rid of the pain.

She neared the noose, small hiccups filled the silence in the room.
The rope was warm to touch and fit snugly around her neck.
She took a step down from the stool, the pain eased
as the rope became a little uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes at the last step knowing she would never reach it.
At that moment, her cracked phone sprang to life.
He had apologised and and she reached for it.
But the rope jerked her back, she hung lifeless as
the boy waited for her reply on whether or not
...she would take him back..

And so he waited forever. He roamed the earth looking for her, waiting and waiting.
And the whole time she was by his side, reaching for him but never to touch him.