She had enough; it was his fault. She's healing; he's still torn apart. She knew it was time to let go; he knew she's moved on.
"'Cause when a heart breaks, no, it don't break even."
Does it?
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He started it, not Twitter.
It was his jealousy, not her tweet.
It was his selfishness, not her sudden rise to stardom.
It was him being an unsupported boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend, not her dream of success.
It was his fault that she walked out his door. His fault that she couldn't take any more of his stupid rants. His fault that she gave up.
And now, he was breaking down on the floor, his fists tangled up in his dark unkept hair. There was a hollow feeling inside him, eating him up. There was a deafening shattering in his chest. His mind was in shambles. His whole body felt numb.
It was his fault.
If only he had a time machine and turn back time. If only he could go back to that darkest moment of his life when he was acting more like a spoiled child than a matured and supporting partner, then maybe, just maybe, he could have saved their relationship from falling apart.
