I sit on my bed, my heart heavy but steady as I dial his number. The phone rings once, twice, before his familiar voice answer on the other end.
“Hey, you,” he says, sounding confuse. “What’s up?”
I take a deep breath, steadying myself. “Hey... do you have a minute to talk?”
“Of course, what’s going on?” His tone shifted, picking up on the seriousness in my voice.
“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” I begin softly, my voice calm but warm. “About us. About where we’re going.”
There is a pause on the other end of the line, and I could almost feel him bracing himself.
“I just want to start by saying that you mean so much to me,” I continued gently. “You’ve been nothing but kind and caring, and I’ve loved the time we’ve spent together.”
(I maybe lying as i never felt caring feeling from him)
He was silent, listening carefully, and I could sense the emotions building. I press on, my tone sweet but firm.
“But… I think we both know that things have been changing. I’ve been feeling like maybe we’re not in the same place anymore, like we’re growing in different directions. And I think it might be best for us to take some space, to let each other go.”
There is a pause, and I could hear him take a breath. “So… you’re breaking up with me?” he ask, his voice soft but steady.
I close my eyes, the words difficult but necessary. “Yeah,” I whisper, “I think it’s what’s best for both of us. I want you to be happy, and I don’t think I’m the person who can give you that right now.”
He sighed on the other end, a mixture of sadness and understanding in his voice. “I guess I can’t say I didn’t see this coming,” he admitted quietly. “But it still hurts.”
“I know,” I say gently, “and I’m really sorry. This doesn’t change how much I care about you. You’ve been such an important part of my life, and I’ll always be grateful for that.”
There is another pause before he finally spoke. “I appreciate you being honest,” he says weirdly. “I wish things were different, but I get it.”
“Thank you for understanding,” I reply, my voice full of warmth. “I’ll always wish the best for you. I really hope you find someone who makes you as happy as you deserve.”
“how can you leave me after attachment?" he says.
“ I smirk.......
After a long, quiet moment, I say my goodbye, and I end the call, I have done my best to end things with kindness and respect, knowing that sometimes, the sweetest endings are the ones where you let go with love and I ended the call.
I am looking desperately at phone.
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He again call me as i knew he would definitely call me back and I pick:
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He gripp the phone tightly, his knuckles turning white as my words settle in.
“So that’s it? You’re just done?” His voice was sharp, barely concealing the simmering anger beneath it.
“End this way?” he repeat, his voice rising. “You’re acting like it’s no big deal! Like we didn’t spend months——together, and now you’re just throwing it all away!”
“I’m not throwing it away, I just—” I try to explain, but he cut me off.
“No, don’t give me that! Don’t act like you didn’t just drop this on me out of nowhere!” His heart was pounding in his chest, anger and hurt twisting inside him. “I thought we were good, I thought we were happy, and now you’re saying it’s over? Just like that?”
what do you mean Addy? we both weren't happy at all and you know it very well, I say in anger .
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Underrated emotions
Короткий рассказAn introvert girl ( Era) experience a lot of hate by society . she doesn't believe in love . In her opinion love given by others is just fake and useless. As time passes by she is encounterd by emotions that was never experienced by her before...
