ALWAYS AND FOREVER

"What do you want?" it echoed throughout the ghost town of his desires to end things with me.

"Whatever you want," I replied.

Silence. Another prolonged silence.

"You know what I want but it's you who has to say it."

Another wave of painful silence that's beyond repair, now I felt it underneath my chest.

"Let's end this," I said, trying my best to gulp down my tears as I started gathering my things and walked away.

I still love him but he doesn't love the way I love him. He doesn't want too much love from someone he's not really into. And he wanted me to end things so he'll never turn out to be the bad guy. I knew it. I always knew it. And as my steps took me further to where I left him, I realized I could still love him in silence, down to the bottom of my broken dreams. I could still drown for him and still offer my nights for his nightmares. I could still love him and love him and love him until it keeps hurting me. I could still drown in our memories without needing my longing to reach him.

I still love him and I still don't know when it'll fade. But for now, I know someday soon it will all cease. I still love him but at least now, I have a reason to stop.