His Silence ...

...Speaks volumes ...

Yes, his silence speaks volumes. It could mean , he couldn't care less. He had his fun. He has found joy elsewhere. One was just a toy he desired and wanted to possess.... Once that object was his, he had no use for it. He just used her and walked away. Feeling like a man who has got what he wanted , and now searches another victim to fulfill his carnal instinct.

What did he lose? Nothing...
Nothing at all ...

He left her bereft of her self esteem ... having squeezed the life out of her.

He left her with one of his own ... one she nurtures deep within.

The rains , wash her tears away ... no one sees them but her own. Her smile a distant cry of yesterday ... eyes vacant , she waits.

Why did he choose to use her? Why her only? Was she some trophy to achieve ? Anger seethes within , for she knows not why he did what he did.

Should she kill herself along with his seed within?

Should she go and congratulate him for giving her a new life to harbour?

Confused, she paces pa and down ... sleepless nights and soundless cries ... whimpering and stifling the howl ... the lone woman wipes her tears away ... for she waits for another day.