The end of us
Tuesday, June 9, 2015 | 1:33 AM | 0 comments
V’s POV“Let’s stop here, she says, as her voice cracks. My eyes widen as I look up to see her only for her to avoid my eyes. I open my mouth so she’ll stop but nothing comes out.
“Here..” she says suddenly. She places something in the palm of my hands but I already know what it is. Seeing it will only hurt me. Say something V ! The voice in my head keeps telling me. I try and try but nothing comes out.
My heart begins to pound, panicking for some reason. “I’ll be going out, don’t bother looking for me.” She says, followed up by a saddling laugh at the end. I watch her head out until the door slams shut behind her.
I don’t know what I was feeling. First I was yelling at her but now why I can’t talk? One part of me tells me to go look for her while the other tells me not to.
Feeling wet water sliding down my cheeks. I began to realize as I open my palms to take a look at the ring. Drip by drip, my tears began to fall. Finally knowing what all her questions, her words meant. I let out small sounds. I let her go because of my stupid mistakes.
I broke her, I hurt her and I broke us apart. “Don’t leave me..” I continue to talk even though she’s not here to hear it.
“Did our relationship mean anything to you?”
“It meant everything to me..”
“ V, did you even love me to begin with?”
“I’ve always loved you…”
The words that wouldn’t come out when she was here finally began to spill.