Breakfast together. Warm hug in the terminal. Pulling you away from the crowd.
A courageous move. Picking up your hand and holding you close. Laughter. Promises. Twinkle in the eyes. Smiling to himself after that something you said. Private jokes.
And now. What the heck is this?
You're sitting by your phone crying yourself to sleep. He shouted and cut the call. The last time you saw him, it was a week ago, and he was staring into space. Silence over dinner.
He jeered when you're ill. He's too busy to date you yet he had time crashing a party over the weekend with other friends.
There were signs, it wasn't a change overnight. Nobody stopped loving overnight. Or was it even love in the first place? Did you mistaken passion for the saintly love?
There were good times, there were. Its over now. Don't hound on it anymore.
So, move on and look for the next present.
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