"I love you," he said with a smile. I should've said it right then and there but I couldn't bring myself to say it. His smile slowly disappeared, I knew I had hurt him and I didn't want to but I felt like we had fallen apart living away from each other for 2 months was hard on both of us he had to travel all the time to visit his family but I couldn't leave my brother, he needed me. My parents had been addicts since forever and my brother wasn't old enough to be able to stay home and look after himself yet. Of course I missed him a lot every second of the day, but we had fallen apart. " I'm sorry I really am but I don't think your right for me,we've just fallen apart I guess," I sobbed. He looked me in the eyes and I could see he was hurt but he understood. I walked home, alone, I cried with every step.
I know this is kinda short but I'm already writing more for this story :)
- Sarah 💖
