"Love me." I begged, desperate. I kissed him, silently pleading for him to stay.
"I don't love you, Karen." Rhys said, pushing me off of him. My world shattered into a million pieces. How could he do this to me? After all we've been through?
He started to walk away from me. Cold air caught in my throat as I yanked his arm back to me. "Why? Why are you breaking up with me?"
"The spark is gone. I'm not sure if it was ever really there. I need to get out of here, away from this town. I'm sorry it has to end this way." He said as he ripped his arm away from me. Tears blurred my vision as he walked hurriedly the opposite way.
"So that's it? You're just going to leave me here? After all we've been through?" I called after him. There was no reply. I couldn't stop the sobbing from taking over my body as I cried out in sadness. Two years down the toilet. Two years of my miserable life that I'll never get back. How could I ever love again? He had my heart in his hands, and just threw it in the trash. I stumbled along in the night, just trying to get away from the situation.
Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe this is all just a crazy, weird dream that I've conjured up in my head, and I would wake up tomorrow and be able to crawl into his warm embrace once again. I pinched myself, begging my brain to WAKE UP! No such luck.
The next day I found out he was hit by a car on the way out from another woman's home. Despicable.
