Y/N's POV
I was sitting on my couch staring at a blank wall. The TV wasn't on, and it was silent in the room. I've been feeling empty since Dinah left. It was six months ago, and it hasn't gotten any easier. She's with someone else now. I wonder if she feels the same way I do. Does she feel lonely even though the new girl is right beside her? I don't think she's right for Dinah, but Dinah does so there's nothing I can do.
My friends always ask me why I don't hang out with them anymore and why I'm not around. They think that I need to get over Dinah, but that's not an easy task. Dinah was beautiful and perfect in every way. Some of our mutual friends still hang out with her, so they tell me she's doing fine. I asked them to stop doing that because it doesn't help me. All it does is remind me that I lost her. It's so hard to hear her name when I haven't seen her in so long.
I grabbed my phone off the table and opened up my pictures. I know I shouldn't because all it does is cause my heart to break more, but I can't bring myself to delete the photos. I look back at all the times we were happy together. I miss those moments so much. I found the last picture that we took together and we were sitting on this couch. She wanted to take some photos with me because she loved to take pictures. After much begging, I finally agreed to take some pictures with her and the last picture was one of us kissing. That was the last time that I got to kiss her. I miss the feeling of her lips against mine. I miss the way she would cuddle with me. I miss the way she would hug me if I were sad. I missed everything about her. I miss her in my bed. The bed feels so lonely without her. It feels too big without her there. Quite often, I wake up and reach for her only to realize she's not there. I have trouble sleeping most of the time.
If today I woke up with her right beside me, I'd hold her like I never did before. I wouldn't let her slip away this time. I wish this were all just some twisted dream.
I don't know how she can be fine with all this. She was the love of my life. If what we had was real, how could she be fine? Was our whole relationship just a lie? She acts like it never happened and that's what hurts the most. I thought she loved me, but maybe that was all a lie.
I couldn't stand to be in the apartment anymore, so I got off the couch and dragged myself towards the door. I got into my car and started driving. I left the radio off because music only reminds me of her. I remember all the times, we would drive and she would sing to all of the songs on the radio. Sometimes she would even scream the lyrics. She had a fantastic voice, so I loved to listen to her sing. I would focus on the road, but I would also get lost in her beautiful singing voice. I always tried to encourage her to go further with her singing talent, but she never thought she was good enough.
As I was driving, I drove by different places we used to hang out together. I drove by the restaurant I took her on our first date. I remember that I was so nervous that night. I gave her flowers and we had a perfect night. That was the night that we shared our first kiss. Her lips were so soft and I couldn't get enough of them, but I made sure not to kiss her for too long because I didn't want to move past what she was comfortable with. I sighed to myself and kept driving as I looked at everything.
I then found myself parked in the parking lot of the park we went quite often. I sighed to myself as I got out of the car. I go here often when I'm reminiscing of all the memories we had there. I put my hands in my pockets and walked towards the bench we always sat at. When I found it, I sat down and stared out into the water. We came here frequently because we both loved to look at the little pond the park had. We both loved to watch the ducks, the swans and the fish in the pond. This place held so many memories for us. This is where I asked her to be my girlfriend, this is where we had deep conversations about our future, and this is where I told her I loved her for the first time. I wonder if she still comes here alone and thinks about all the good times we had together. I doubt it though because all of these things happened in the past. She's moved on so why would she want to reminisce on the past.
I still remember the day she told me she was leaving.
Six Months Ago:
I had just come home from work and saw her sitting on the couch. I smiled to myself and walked towards the couch. I went to kiss her, and she moved her head away. I frowned to myself and sat down beside her.
" What's wrong, babe?" I asked her worriedly. She turned towards me, and I saw the tears in her eyes as well as the tear stains on her cheeks. She also had makeup running down her face. I furrowed my eyebrows and went to place my hand on her cheek, but she pulled away from my touch. I felt hurt by her actions because I didn't know what I did. I stayed silent and waited for her to say something.
" I can't do this anymore." She said quietly and my heart started to beat faster from her words.
" What do you mean? I don't understand, Dinah." I said to her and she looked away.
" I don't love you anymore." She whispered and my heart broke.
" You don't mean that. I know you don't. I love you, and you love me." I said to her and she shook her head. She refused to meet my eyes.
" I'm sorry, but I don't love you anymore, Y/N. I can't keep pretending that I do." She said and tears formed in my eyes. My head was spinning from this new information. How can she not love me anymore?
" Did I do something wrong? If I did, I'm sorry. I promise I'll change or fix whatever I did, but don't do this. I love you." My voice cracked at the end, and I saw more tears streaming down her cheeks.
" It's nothing that you did, just know that, but I can't do this anymore. Please don't make this harder than it already is." She said to me and I felt broken and numb.
" Please don't do this." I begged and she sighed.
" I'm sorry, Y/N." She said as she stood up from the couch. I didn't have the energy to get up and follow her and I couldn't meet the eyes of the person who shattered my heart into tiny pieces. I heard her sigh and then she placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I savoured the feel of her lips against my head because I knew it would be the last time.
" Goodbye, Y/N. I will send someone to pick up my stuff." She said as she walked out the door for the last time. As soon as she closed the door, I broke down in sobs.
I wiped my face as I felt tears running down my face. That was easily one of the worst days of my life. She hasn't called or texted me since that day. She stayed true to her word and had someone come pick up her stuff. What was even worse is that I had to help her friend pack up all of her stuff.
I still don't understand how she could throw away a three-year relationship like it meant nothing to her. She left behind all of our dreams like she didn't need them, just like every single wish we ever made. Sometimes I wish that I could wake up with amnesia and forget about all the stupid little things. Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to her, the way her lips felt against mine, the way her body felt against mine and the way she made me feel. I wish that I could get rid of it all sometimes so that I could forget about her and forget how it felt to love her. I wish I could forget all of the memories because I can never escape them. They're always playing in my head, tauntingly, because I can never have her again. I can never have any more of these things with her. I can never make new memories with her again.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my face in my knees. I let a sob escape my chest and didn't bother to stop it. I wish this were all a dream because I'm really not fine at all.
Authors Note:
Hey everyone. Sorry that I haven't updated in a while. School is killer, but I'm almost done. I only have two weeks left.
I hope you enjoyed this one. It was sad to write this one, but I hope you enjoyed it.
If you have any suggestions for a song, let me know. I can see if I can come up with an imagine for it. Thanks for reading 🙏🏼
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