Unsaid Thoughts

In The Other Room By: Carmen Cooper  The day I really saw her I had no emotions. I didn't show any. I smiled nodded and listened to the voices being exchanged in the other room. She was so glad to see him (not me) and happy all too glad to be back. I could see through the key hole as he glanced back, There was a space in his heart that I did not have the pieces for. Only the little package bundled up had the remedy. I had to do something but what? I am so scared! So mortified. My emotions flooded me , made my heart thump so hard I nearly suffocated from the beat of it. Which made it hard to breathe which made it hard to see what was happening in the other room. I sat in the bathtub. I am confused. My question was not why but how? HOW! After all this time... Now? How does one gain so much knowledge in a blink of an eye? Then came the whys and the sighs, rolling of my eyes and the water that I drank while laying in water. "how the hell does a broken heart get back together when ...