"Was that supposed to hurt?"
"You act like it doesn't. And I know it does. It hurts me to say it." He mumbled, looking anywhere but my face.
"That's because it doesn't. You call me up at 3 am and say we need to talk. What was I supposed to expect? All you do is complain about the touring and how you're never in any paps photos, or how I dont post you on my socials. And whenever you're not complaining you're talking about how I hung the stars in the sky. It's always so back and forth with you and I cant take it anymore. So tell me then, what was I supposed to expect when you call me up at 3am?" I shot back.
I was tired. Tired of touring, tired of being away from home, tired of this. It was all too much for me anymore. He was nothing but toxicity in my life.
"Calum that's not fair." He cried out, finally making eye contact.
"Yeah you're right. That's not fair. It's not fair for me to talk about this shit hole of a relationship as if it was only negativity."
I ran my hand through my hair. I was growing it out for him, he liked it curly. I've got to remember to cut it.
"Maybe I should talk about the 2am phone calls when I knew I was supposed to be sleeping but it was 8pm for you and you just wanted to hear my voice. Or how about when I was back in LA and we walked for hours around the city and talked about everything under the sun. And then we'd go back to my house and lay out in the yard and talk about everything under the stars too. Or how about when we would sip wine all night and talk about the future like we had a clue. Maybe I should talk about how every morning you did your hair and complained that I looked bad, but I told you that everything about you was perfect."
"Cal-"
"But it still wouldn't be fair because there was so much negativity surrounding us that our love burned way too bright and eventually that same love was burnt out."
There were tears streaming down my face by now, and his face looked the same. I hated saying it because I knew it hurt him. But i felt that maybe by making it hurt now, it would hurt less later on. Even though I knew that wasnt the case.
"I think I should go. I'm sorry Calum."
The door shut quietly behind him. Some fires are meant to be extinguished.
