in a minute
“what do you think about love?” she asks me “i think love is .. allowing the person you love to be happy even if that means giving up your own love and happiness in the end” i am small in comparison to when i say this but i know this is how i let her go, this is how she survives the darkness.
she stares at me with so much intensity, her dark eyes clouded with an unreadable emotion, her soft hands that were once wrapped around my body are now reaching for me and i pull back afraid any bit of contact is too much, as her voice vibrates through my ears and down to my toes. “you know why i’m asking. i-i love you. you can’t leave us, not like this. please”
i know she’s breaking and she must think i’m cold but i’m not doing this to hurt her, but i’m doing this for us. i pick up my stuff and plead with myself not to stare at her but i do, just one last and i know it’ll haunt me for the rest of my life. “there is a reason for everything. sometimes people are only placed in your life to teach you things and then they are gone without a second thought. i was a lesson, simple as that: if you love with the intention of a future keep going, fight like hell for it, if you do not then it never worth your time”