I think we just broke up. I told him I don't think we should be together anymore. He questioned it a little. Then things just went quiet. I think that's it, but I am not sure. I am very weak when it comes to these things. My mind tells me to let it go and let things be, but I know a part of me hopes that things will get better. We'll meet up to discuss it. He'll ask me to stay. I'll stay. Things will be back to normal. Things will be fine. That's what I want to happen, but I have to extinguish that desire before it grows.
We got into a small argument last Saturday. I stormed off. Things didn't end then - but things didn't need to. The argument was not real. I don't even remember what it was about. That wasn't the reason. When two people are in love, they need a reason to break up. But every reason is too small. Everything is inconsequential. All reasons are excuses.
We got into a small argument last Saturday. I stormed off. Things didn't end then - but things didn't need to. The argument was not real. I don't even remember what it was about. That wasn't the reason. When two people are in love, they need a reason to break up. But every reason is too small. Everything is inconsequential. All reasons are excuses.
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