Paint a song for me.

her heart thumped hard against her chest with every step she took towards those opened gates.she tightened her grip on the cellphone in her right hand,listening intently for further instructions;there were none,not even a single breath could be heard on the other end.she walked closer to the gates and then went in,inspecting the unfamiliar environment around her as she walked towards the front door,feeling her feet get heavier with every step.

'this is crazy.it's not like it's anything bad.he wants you.it's his birthday,and you're his gift.'she tried to convince herself,hoping those thoughts would lighten her mood.

the door clicked,the sound of the locks being turned,and then it opened.there he was.as perfect as ever,she studied his child-like face,the perfect proportion of his topless body,how could she ever be able to leave these all behind?

it was only the two of them,they had the whole house to themselves and there was something they both wanted,badly.

he pushed the door to his room open.the cool air greeted him like an accomplice as she walked in;it has been such a long time since she had been here.

she was reminiscing the past they shared,inhaling the slight floral scent of the room when he wrapped his arms around her,nuzzling her neck.she closed her eyes in delight,the ends of her lips curled.this was the moment they've been longing for.

falling back gently unto those familiar sheets,she exhaled with every thrust,he concentrated on feeling her;feeling her body and soul,he stroked her soft cheeks.

she wanted him badly but subconsciously she knew that there was something missing.she opened her eyes and looked at those delicate,beautifully-sculpted jaws above her,slowly tracing her vision to his lips and eyes;but there was nothing,as clear as crystal.they were history now,she knew.

she continued giving in to his demands,resisting the urge to cry and to hug that man she once loved so much.

'it's over,you can get dressed now.'

that line felt pierced her heart like a bullet,through the same wound caused by his empty eyes.she could feel her insides but she never stood up against him;she obediently nodded.

he watched her every move as she got dressed;she resembled a puzzle putting itself together;one with a scenic view,such a pity she was no longer his.he reached out across the bed to touch her.he felt her smooth hair run through his fingers,he wanted her to know how beautiful she was .

'don't go.i'm sorry.i was the jerk.i want you back.please.'

she turned around and looked at him,that capricious man.she fell into bewilderment;confusion in her eyes but soon the confusion hardened into anger.

'i'm not a toy.you left me when i needed you.and i am here being your gift.i loved you but you hurt me,caressed me when you needed me,insulting my pride when you're donewhat am i,a deal?stop hurting me baby,if it's over,it's over.let me go.'

she opened the door and stomped off.she was gone.he was left alone in his room,cold,naked and a jerk.he stared hard at the spot where she had just sat,not making any effort to go after her,to have her back in his arms;he had to let her go because she told him to.