Indecisive.

A sunny day out in the Valley for a lunch with her.

However, that brought locked memories and feelings into her.
Feelings that aren't reciprocated towards M but her boyfriend.

Heartbroken, he thought.
He could do nothing about it.
Neither could she.

They sat quietly on the banks of the river, reminiscing the fact that both are on a standstill.
Upset.
Unable to turn words to each other.
Unable to return each others feelings.
She still kept her resolve...her supposedly only answer; her boyfriend.
But M was still determined to change her.
To stay by her side...

The bus came, she poked him.
M did not utter any words of goodbye.
And her wounded, depressing expression on the opposite side of the bus window, left a scar on his heart.

Holding on to something he can't reach...