He met her for lunch.
She knew this was all over.
He wanted too much.
She asked for too little.
He wanted her thighs, then her secrets, then her love.
She gave more than touch but would not love- would never love- again.
He was a good man.
She was whatever he needed.
She let him think she was broken. And walked.
#for Reticent Mental Property. Gif courtesy of the web,