Expired love {Short Story}

He looked at me through moist lashes, for I hurt him bad enough for him to hate me with all his heart, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t hate me and this knowledge haunts me. I did it all to protect him, and being away from him is gonna be so much hard if he is…

The unfulfilled promise!

The years went by and the pain seemed to worsen, The tears of hot frustration became nothing but a series of deadpans All those years under a demeanor so cold and vacant was a craving heart waiting with boundless patience, Waiting to be freed by all the hurtful words Waiting to be nurtured and loved…