I can still feel the burning behind my eyes, and the intense feeling of anxiety weakens me. I feel a wave of heat come over my body, then suddenly a cold sweat. I fell to the ground. On the inside I was screaming, but on the outside, I couldn't even mutter the words I desperately needed to say. Tears started to stream from my eyes, down my face. Was this the end? Is there even a sliver of hope? That's when I finally spoke, "don't give up on me," I pleaded. All I received was a blank stare. Complete silence for what felt like an eternity. After a moment, she whispered the words. The words I never wanted to hear. "I'm not in love with you anymore." These words hit me like a brick to the face. I was speechless. She spoke one last time "I'm sorry." And walked away.
The rest of the night, we sat in two separate rooms. Complete silence. She heard me sitting on the edge of the air mattress weeping. I heard her on her bed that we once shared, crying her eyes out. She always knew what I needed. My phone lights up. It's her.
I read a text message I didn't know how to reply too.
"If I hug you, would it make things worse?"
I didn't reply. She comes to the empty spare bedroom that I was now turning into my temporary room, with tissues. Sits them next to me, and walks out.
In this instant, I realize my whole world came apart and crumbled. Seven words destroyed everything I worked so hard towards and loved dearly.
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RandomThere's no such thing as a perfect life. And Jay's life is far from that. Always trying to achieve goals and succeed for Jay is like trying to swim across the ocean, when you can't swim in the first place. Things get a bit tricky and a little weird...
