"I wish that I had never met you. There would've been no need to impress you, no need to want you, no need for loving you, no need for crying over you, no need for heartbreaks, no need for pain or tears, no need for forgotten promises, no need for rejected hugs, no need for crying myself to sleep, no need for acting like you care, no need for everything you've done to make me feel like absolutely nothing.." I said, sitting on the bed. He looked at me and then down at his feet. He started laughing and said "Alright y/n." He grabbed his things and left me.
"Wait, so why did you want to do this?" I ask.
"Why not?"
"I don't know." I look around the dull room. "It's boring."
"The only the boring about this is the way you are currently thinking." He laughs, propping his legs up on my bed like he owns it.
"What do you mean?" I ask, almost offended.
"The only reason why this room and this situation is boring is because you're letting it be."