"It was always going to come to an end, wasn't it? We were never going to become the next great love story."
"I think it was. I wish we could've had a happy ending."
"I loved you. Even when it was hard, I still loved you. I wish I sill did, but I guess things have changed."
For a moment, there's silence, and they look at each other sadly.
"I know you did. And I loved you too, so much. But I think most good things come to an end eventually."
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The Story I'll Never Write
Short StoryAll the random pieces of a story that will never be written.