"Would you give me another chance? I love you." He said those words while holding my gaze. His breath fanning my face, and I swore I could die any moment from now. "Do you love me?"
"I loved you." I told him. I swallowed back the lump in my throat to prevent myself from crying.
"You do?" His eyes were dreamy. And it hurts me every damn time I'm looking straight at it.
"I did." I glanced at him. One last. As I walked away.
