Gemotions

The air hung heavy with unspoken disappointment. He stood at the door, her farewell curt, her smile a practiced performance. The reunion he'd craved, the shared laughter he'd envisioned, had morphed into this. His shoulders slumped. He felt a profound sense of isolation.

He got into his car, the engine's roar filling the silence. The city lights blurred through his tear-filled eyes. He didn't want to go anywhere.

He drove in circles for hours, the radio off, the silence amplifying the deafening echo of his loss.