Note: Inspo from @isuckatwritingsobenice
Love, that was what you had with them, a new beginning, a new lifestyle, a new chapter to your old miserable life. They'd given you hope, a shoulder to cry on, someone to love, and a promise.
To spend together forever.
Everything you had to offer was given to them on a silver platter, all your care and devotion embracing them with loyalty.
Treating them like a jewel came naturally to you, they were so precious to you after all.
It wasn't bold to say that they meant everything to you.
Then why?
Why did they want to end it all?
Why did they want to breakup?
Were you not good enough?
If so, you'd change.
Did you make a mistake?
If so, then you'd apologize a thousand times if not more.
Were you being too clingy?
If so, you'd give them space.
Were you being too distant?
If so, you'd give them all the time in the world.
Yet, they denied it all, something about how it was nothing on your part, and how times were just tough.
Your eyes glistened, pretty droplets falling to the ground, your lips parting as your breathing quickened.
Yet, the event straight out of a nightmare only continued to grace you, feeling as a boulder had fallen on top of you.
They stated how they'd simply lost feelings.
"It happens love, things change, times change. I'm sorry dear, but it's better we end it right here and right now. There's no use in clinging to something that was never real."
But it was real, to you it was.
This relationship meant the world to you, this relationship was your source of joy, it was the only thing you believed was truly yours. But right now, it felt as if it wasn't, as if it never was yours. As if they were never yours, not now, not then, and not ever.
Yet, what hurt most was how they still called you "love", yet this time around, you could hear how empty those words actually were. You could feel how meaningless this relationship was to them, how it was no more than a pass-time to them. You could feel harsh pain in your chest, your heart breaking at their audacity. The audacity saying it was never real, how "times change".
As if you were nothing but a page within their book.
It made you want to cry, to breakdown and scream, but then you realized that you already were.
You begged, cried, screamed, and clung onto them, pleading for them to stay. Your hands grabbing whatever part of their shirt as if to bring their old-self back to you, not matter how fake they were even back then.
You needed them, needed their support, their touch. They couldn't leave you here, not like this.
You were a mess.
They consoled you, empty apologies and soft touches that felt so vile on your skin. Yet, it was embracing you in a sense of false safety, something that felt so awfully serene.
You huddled against them, clinging onto their shirt, crying into their chest. Your tears seemed to stain the shirt, muffled sobs escaping your lips as you basked in their faux safety.
Time passed, hours upon hours went by. You cried more and more throughout the passed time, eyes red and puffy.
How could you not when your whole world was falling apart? When the one who swore to stay by your side forever, was leaving you?
Yet, then again, maybe your breakdown was persuading them to stay? They were seated down on the couch with you, cooing sweet words to you as they asked if you were ok. Maybe they were in a bad mood before, it was surely alright now, right?.
Only if that were true, but you could feel it wasn't.
Not when they were so distant, how they always were, something which you only just seemed to realize.
Deafening Silence filled the room, the only sound present were your occasional sobs. Yet, as you seemed to compose yourself, brushing the conversation as an "argument", clinging onto the little hope you had.
They got up from the couch.
Your heart seemed to drop as you practically stumbled towards them, clutching their sleeve with the little energy you had.
"No wait, don't go-" You began, only to be cut off as you saw the hollow look in their eyes. A cold, sharp look, not one of hate but one of fatigue.
It was as if they were tired of you.
You let go of their sleeve, fumbling backwards on your feet as they looked down at you. Only then did you realize it was actually happening. They were leaving you, right here and right now.
A car waited for them outside, their luggage sitting near the doorstep, as if mocking you. Your hands balled into fists by your side, head hung low as damp tears streaked your face. All the years you spent together meant nothing. All the promises they made to you were empty, fake.
All the words they said held nothing but pretty little lies.
"You were a great experience."
They said after a moment, their eyes fixed on the door. Their voice was soothing as always, yet, their words made you feel so out of place, so stupid.
You turned your back away from the door as they left, the house was so silent, so empty without them. Loud sobs left your lips as you heard the engine start.
They had left.
Their words echoed through your mind, body going limp at the thought.
"You were a great experience." It repeated over and over again, in your head, as if lyrics of a song stuck in one's mind. The only difference was that rather than a catchy tune, this was the melody of heartbreak.
Your body shook, goosebumps covering your body as your back touched cold floor. Your tears made your hair damp, lips cracked and bleeding from the amount of times you'd bitten them in frustration.
A deep sigh left your lips as you calmed yourself down.
Sudden manic laughter escaping your lips, sobs following shortly.
You felt like a madman.
"You meant...everything"
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Tw: A few swear words (fucked up etc) but it's nothing intimate just a few curses people say when they're angry.
Love at first sight was something he didn't believe in, something he didn't want to believe in. Yet, life seemed to have other plans since he'd seen you.
He wouldn't deny how incredibly cliché it sounded if he ever dared say it out loud. But, he was so madly captivated by you that it was outright stupid.
He felt like a goddamn fool but he had to admit it, it was love at first fucking sight. The way you spoke, the way you looked, the way you acted, everything was just so pretty.
He didn't even notice it at first, the way you consumed his thoughts, living in his mind rent-free. His mind always seemed to wander off, memories of what you did today replaying in his mind. The things you told him, the things he overheard you saying to your friends, and even the songs you were humming. He remembered everything, no matter how much he wanted to focus elsewhere.
He wouldn't deny how annoying it was, the way you could entrance him so easily. His face would flush red whenever he saw you smile, elated when he got to sit anywhere near you, yet so incredibly nervous too.
It wasn't even funny looking at how oblivious you were, unknowingly making him act like a madman who's lovesick for you. He would say he hated it, yet how how could he?
After all, you were just so endearing that even looking at you from afar felt like a prize. And when he got to speak to you, there was no doubt that he was over the goddamn moon.
Still, his words would play so smoothly in his mind, a small cough before he spoke, mentally rehearsing what he was going to say. Yet, for some reason he was never satisfied because his words came out so idiotically. They were either too rough, mean, or simply rude. It was either him speaking arrogantly not that he meant to or he was stuttering mess, one who fumbled his words over and over again.
Yet, he would obviously never let you know that he fucked up his words, no matter how rude or dumb they sounded. He wouldn't admit how much of a loser he was, especially because you didn't seem to notice, smiling like usual. No, he wouldn't mess up a chance with you, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be a flustered mess after stuttering.
Still, he hoped you thought about him as he thought about you. He craved you so much, so mindlessly. He wanted you to be the same as him, for you to be down bad.
He'd never let you know, but he wanted your thoughts to be consumed by him, for you to constantly day-dream about him. He wanted him to be a distraction in your life, he wanted you to experience how annoying you were.
He wanted you to experience his love for you.
"Love at first sight"
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