His - Hers

Thoughts trying to sync with words
They strike an untuneful melody
Eyes stare into space unseeingly
Watching the vacuum swell
So ... how have you been?
She asks him.
Fine, he says
His voice grates over her skin.
His hair, an unruly mess
Did she run her fingers through them
While they made love...
With a hunger that fuelled the hunger even more
Than before.
Were they really apart
All those years
Only to meet on the street
Like familiar strangers...
And all it needed was a touch
To erase the divide...
So...now what?
She asks him.
He turns to look at her.
He gets up and walks out of the room
The door slams.