A tear falls forever, inside a broken heart.

The two of them met on the dance floor, the music softened, the lights grew dim, he asked her, “Could I have this dance please?”. He didn’t have to, she was all his. She didn’t say one word, just looked into his eyes. He knew the answer.
He held her hand, took her to the middle of the floor, he held her so close that he could hear her heart pounding, so loud that it masked the sound of music. They didn’t need a song, the rhythm of their hearts was music enough. But nevertheless he started singing to her. She held him closer, the warmth of his breath made the hair on the back of her neck stand.
His hand on her back and hers on his shoulder. He was wearing a black suit, she was draped in red silk. They danced to his song. The crowd around them separated giving them room, but they didn’t need any, they had all the room they needed, never did either one ever feel so comfortable, as they did now in each others arms.
The dance floor atop the cruise liner was among the finest on this planet, sea on all sides, lights of the harbor at a faint, safe distance away. Cool wind blowing on this moonlit winter night. The stars shining in their sparkling sensation. The cruise was coming to an end, everyone in a blissful mood. The slow revolutions of the disco ball adorned the space with colorful polka dots. The spot light was searching for a couple.
They moved in such perfect harmony. The world was their stage for that instant, but they couldn’t be concerned any less, they had their entire world in their hands. Atleast for now.
As he continued to sing, meaning every word he sang, she wanted to cry, he sang so beautifully…but how could she show the hurt and the pain she was going through? She was brave, very brave… The song ended, the dance seemed to last an eternity for them, but it was only for a few moments.
He missed her, he missed her way too much, the worst way to miss someone is to hold them in your arms, knowing you can't have them.. They had to go their separate ways. The way he figured…if you love something so much you only have to let go…and if its meant to be, life would fall into its place.

But somehow this time he knew that it wasn’t meant to be, atleast he didn’t see her coming back. He knew it was the last time he would hold her so close…the last time he could hear her breathing, the last time looking so piercingly at her, that he could see the angel of an soul she had. It was the last time he would feel the softness of her touch, the last time to feel the warmth of her heart… It was probably the last time he’ll ever see her.. but one has to let go…he had to let go..
She pushes her body close to him, he holds her tighter. Their lips meet…for those few seconds all their worries dissolved, creating an eternal bond, they close their eyes for a brief moment, just to savor this timeless masterpiece of an instant, to etch it into their memories..
Opened eyes, gazing dreamily at one another, they stepped apart… She says “I’ll never forget you”… He stands there mystified… he wants to say so many things… he wants to so badly apologize, to tell her that he was sorry for everything.. but there was so less time, she looked at him one last time as she turned around the corner, the tear drop from his eyes replaced a thousand words he could have ever said…she looks away.. mumbles in her heartrending breath.. “I’m sorry too” …