Short story

Nothing breaks like the heart.

I said hello, but it sounded like goodbye.

I said see you later, but it sounded like the last time.

We both pretended like there was a next time, but deep down we knew that it wouldn't last.

I remember you saying "I still want my message, its pending for next time", like if you needed to make sure that it will be one. I answer "sure" with hope for that, but still with doubt. 

I look in to your eyes and I saw pain.

I heard your words and I heard your heart breaking.

 I lye in your chest and felt you shouting off. 

And damn, did that hurt. 

That was the moment I realize what love is...

 If you break I break with you, and its nothing I wouldn't do to help you fix yourself, even if it meant leaving you.