First off, holy shit. Thank you guys for 1k reads. That was not at all what I expected to happen lmao. Also sorry for the no updates, we just got settled into our new house so it isn't as hectic anymore, which maybe means more updates. Also, remember, if you have any requests just lmk. I cannot even tell you how many times I decided on a song to have this be inspired by and then changed it the second I began writing, but after many many tries, I finally decided on the song "The Second Time Around" by Frank Sinatra. Thank you for the request helliesluv hope you enjoy ;)
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You know that feeling, the one where you know something in your life is just... missing, but you can't seem to pinpoint exactly what said thing is? Why is it that it's so difficult to figure out? I have just about everything I could possibly want in life, well, except money. Wait, no. That's not entirely true either. I don't have love, or at least the kind of love that makes your heart skip a beat, the type of love that makes your palms all sweaty while you blush uncontrollably. I have a love, but nothing like that. At this point, I don't even know if I can call it that. Maybe that feeling isn't too difficult to pinpoint after all.
My girlfriend and I have been together since we were both 17 years old, making the both of us 22 now. Our relationship used to be perfect. We were so unbelievably in love, but the past year, well the same can't be said. It' noticeable to just about anyone that knows us that we are falling out of love, and have been for a while. At this point, for me at least, I stay more so for that sense of familiarity. We've known each other forever, and at one point, we were each others' safe space, and even though I don't romantically love her anymore, I will always love her as a friend. I worry that if I were to break things off between us, we would lose that friendship. But then again, the longer we stay in this relationship, the more we will come to dislike each other. God this is complicated, I need a drink.
Getting up off the couch after my sulking, I walk through our small apartment into the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine, and a glass. actually, fuck it, no glass tonight. Deciding I also need some fresh air, I grab the bottle and my phone, and head out to our little balcony that looks out over the city. This was a view I always wanted to have, even if it wasn't the best view of the city, it's better that none. As I lean on the balcony edge, getting ready to open the bottle of wine, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. When I go to grab it, I already knew it was going to be my girlfriend, but what I didn't expect was what was said in the text.
"Hey, uhm so I know this is shitty to do but we both knew this was coming. It's time to end things. Neither of us have been happy for a while, and it's for the best. I came home a little before you and packed a bag, so I'll be staying at a friends for a little while. Since I am the one who's name is on the apartment lease, it's only fair that I keep it, but I'll give you a month to find a place. Sorry."
