Today, I knew it was over by the way you spoke to me. Your voice had no remorse nor emotion. I knew it was over because you’d lost feelings for me so quickly. I knew it was over because you moved on without even telling me. I knew it was over because you never even tried to hold me down. I knew it was over because I could tell that you didn’t love me. No matter how much it breaks my heart to say it, you never loved me. I want to hate you for that, I want to so badly, but at the end of the day, I can’t– I shouldn’t. Although it hurts to rip out a part of who I am, I know that I have to do it.
As a friend, I love you. I’ll never forget you. I’ll cherish our every conversation, our every moment spent together… I’m not sad that I lost a lover. I’m sad that I lost my best friend.