57 Reasons to Break Up | Aaron Ramsey

FIFTY - SEVENTH ::

Coming to terms with your love was the hardest to accept; it was always the same way.

I waited until it was your away game to Newcastle: somewhere five hours away by car and an hour by plane.

Somewhere you wouldn't be able to come back in time, and stop me.

Over the time span of some months, I was hoping you'd change - and you, never amended.

So therefore, Aaron, I give up.

I didn't give up on you.

I am giving up on us.

I want to stop this there, but I am longing and I want you.

The door creaks and you came in, my heart shattering in half.

"What are you doing?"

My wrist hurts, it's bruised and I let my tears fall, in front of you.

"I'm leaving, Aaron. I'm leaving, are you happy?"

It was the wrong thing to say.

It was the right thing to say.

"Where?"

Away. Away from you.

"Gone."

Gone. Gone away from you.

"You can't d-"

I can.

"Let's-"

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.

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"No."

Yes.

//

what do you mean that's the end

yes that's the end

i don't know whether or not I should even end it this way tbh but i felt like this was the right closure

do you think they broke up in the end? or did Aaron's no work??? will you ever know? no!

look forward to clandestine, i promise it will be wonderfuuuuul. ;)

here you go with the summary: "Marjorie Evelyn Jones did not deserve those clandestine meetings." with the hottest dude ever in the premier league (hint: olivier)

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