And then she was thinking that maybe, just maybe, all things will soon go away.

These simple and shallow things that she made part of her world will just be the lost pigments of her failed connection with him. It is so tragic to realize that the happiness with him would just be of lesser degree when she is away from him. That radiance of spark that she knew is just a part of the bigger light in a bigger opportunity if only she has to let go. 

It hurts her. It kills her just because she expected too much and craved for too much. 

Nothing last forever specially when someone is not for you. She ached to think of this but she is still to weak to convince her stubborn self that this is the truth.

She was sorry the whole time but he was in no place aware of her suffering.