it's time to move on

"You know I'm no good at goodbyes" I told him, making him remember last time. I was hurt but most of all surprised. Surprised that we were in this situation right now. "Well..I can't do this no more. I just--" he let out a sigh which sounded like a whisper to my ears. He reached for his duffle bag before raising his eyebrows at me, indicating for me to say something. "So, you're giving up on me, like everyone else has?" I finally found my voice, trying my best for it not to crack. "Seems like it" he replied bluntly. Why do I even bother? I narrowed my eyes at him and turned on my heel, storming out of the airport cafe. I didn't hear him come after me which shattered my heart. My knees started to feel weak and I felt warm and nauseous. Before I knew it my legs caved in on me, causing me to hit the cold marble floor and after that, everything went black.