Gemotions

He'd confided everything to "StarryEyedJess" – his anxieties, his dreams, the ache of loneliness that constantly gnawed at him. And now, at the grocery store, she was there, pushing a cart overflowing with groceries, chatting easily with the cashier. He’d been so sure, so certain of a connection. But when their eyes met, her smile faltered for a fraction of a second, before she quickly masked it, her gaze skipping away. He felt his chest constrict, as if someone had just yanked the air from his lungs. He abandoned his basket, the ice cream melting in the bottom, and escaped the fluorescent lights.