Rue.

Jerk it is.
That's what it feels like now.
He was hurting on the inside.
His eyes revealed everything.
But he kept his cool and talked to her.

She could see a tear opening and blood oozing.
He watched her cry over and over again.
Eventhough his heart was also crying.

She starts doubting everything
Saying that he's a cynic,
but perhaps she is.
Loosing sight of everything.

Vision blurring.
Everything looks so different when it's blur.
Bad looks good.
And good looks bad.

Is it a repetitive mistake?
What should she do?
Both say they do, but one seems lesser than the other.
One whose arms are not wrapped around her.
One whose skin pollutes the other.
What should she do?