you tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, and wiped a stray tear that had fallen away from my face. "you are it for me my love. i don't want anyone but you."
now i stand where you told me those words, my arms wrapped around myself as you slam your fist against the door. normally i'd cry, or cower away, but i keep a straight face. "it's over. it has been for a while. we both know that." and i walk out. not turning back. not looking at the boy i was once in love with.
