I must move on

She looked at their pictures as the color of charcoal ran down her rosy cheeks.
She tried hard to keep her puffy red eyes open but it was no use.
She gasped for breath as her face became red with sorrow.
She gave a quick glance at the gift he once gave her.
She remembered how he had once cared.
What had she done wrong?
Why did he leave?
When will he realize he still needs her?
Where will they meet again?
Who had he become?
How can she get over him?
She said in a low, quiet, shaking voice to herself as these thoughts loitered in her head, "I must move on.."