Take one of your worst moments and linger on it.

With sails pure white he came to the harbor. She waited upon this meeting with her breath. However the warmth in his touch had gone cold and his expression hardened, the man she knew had gone astray.

Words like razors worked under her skin, only pride kept her upon numb feet. She drowned in her pain while he watched. With a regretful pause he broke her down.

The love was gone.