Hypothetically

Hypothetical Short Story 10

You have a significant other. They met you at your worst and helped you through everything. You went on fun dates, you called and texted every change y'all got. They would call you even if they only had 3 seconds during a thunderstorm just to make sure you weren't scared. You loved them. You were never happier. The whole world was brighter. Everything was perfect. You had God, your family, friends, and your significant other and no matter how tough things got you always managed to be happy. Because you had your special person. Y'all were together for almost 7 months. And they leave you. They leave you because there was nothing you could do to ease their mind. They left you because you couldn't do more. And it left you in tears. You couldn't drive your car home after work because you were crying so hard. It felt as if healed wound were ripped open and a new wound like a dull knife ripping through you opened. You cried the whole way home and all night. You had a big day the next day and could barely get out of bed. You stopped eating, slept at times you shouldn't. Pushed everyone and anyone away. Cried yourself to sleep every night, or cried through the night on nights you couldn't sleep. You stopped talking to people. Stopped interacting. Drew away from society. Spent the days alone in your dark room playing sad music and crying. You had lost the motivation to do anything. You can't even stay friends with this person. You loved them and they left you. And you knew there was no way you could see them as anything less than your special person. You knew if you stayed friends it would just shove the dull knife deeper. You don't think you could ever love again, not the way you loved that person. They promised you they would stay. They promised you forever. And from previous pain you didn't believe them... Or at least for a while. But you did then. You believed their every word. Then they broke you like glass shattering on the floor. And there was nothing you can do. So you sit in pain. Waiting for someone to pick you up because you didn't have the motivation to do it yourself.

But if course this is all just hypothetical.