Moving on

I- Flashback

(Momo's POV)

It was all my fault. If only I fought for our love, I'd still have her in my arms. I would have her with me. But guess where I'm now? Staying here alone in our house where we had all our plans for our future and where we first fought. We could have been happy staying here but instead, we broke up.

[FLASHBACK]
"Momo please. Don't. I'm not in the mood. I have to go somewhere." The first words she said before we fought.
"Where?"
"None of your business."
"Why are you like this?"
"Just leave me alone for just a day."
"Why? Did something happen?"
"Nothing. I'm going."
"There's obviously something you're not telling me"
"MOMO STOP! I SAID THERE'S NOTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW. WHY ARE YOU SO ANNOYING?"
"You're not going somewhere until you tell me. Why won't you tell me? Don't you love me anymore?"
"It's not that-"
"Then why? Why do you keep ignoring me for these past days? I was being quiet but you've gone too far today."
"Look. Mom found out about us."
"What? How?"
"I accidentally left my phone in her bedroom. She saw all your messages. She asked me what was that all about. She said if I won't break up with you, she'll tell Dad and make us break up forcefully."
"What?" I said having mixed emotions.
"Momo, I don't want to lose you. It's better if we break up right now. I don't want you to get hurt."
"I'll get hurt just for you. I'll do everything for you. Even if it hurts me."
"Momo, I don't you to get hurt. It'll hurt me more."
"Mina- don't please-"
"I have to do this for the both of us. We can still be friends right?"
"Are you really ending us?"
"Momo- I have to. Mom said I'll be auditioning for an entertainment this week. We're still friends. You can cheer me on if you want. I guess this is our last day together."
"I'll always be with you. If you need something I'll just be here. I love you mina. Always remember that." I said holding back my tears.
"I love you too Momo. I'm sorry but we have to do this for the both of us. I'll miss you. I love you." I noticed she was also tearing up. Which made me cry even more.
Seeing her leave made me cry so much.

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Remembering our last goodbye made me cry again. I guess I have to move out of this house to really move on. I can't live my life like this. As I pack my things, I remember our memories. My wound still hurts but I'll need to forget these memories to heal this wound in my heart and start a new life.