I don't know what to tell you

He stood there, hoodie on and blank stare while I walked away. I couldn't stand to take my eyes off his, so I walked backwards. For a clumsy person, I should be aware that this was not the best way to go but it was the only one. He didn't cry. He didn't scream. The time for that was 5 minutes ago when I calmly say those words that until them, I didn't believe I could get off my mouth.

I don't love you anymore.

And what hurts the most is that we both know that's a lie. The reason for the glass shards on both our hearts, leaking blood and feelings like a waterfall is that all that came out of my mouth with the only purpose to hurt was bullshit. He knows. I know.

Still, I walk backwards. Still he stares at me. Dead eyes. Red mouth. Broken heart.