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This is the end.
This is the moment I realize he will never love me the way I love him. I sit alone, running my hand over the cracks in the wood on the booth where we shared our first kiss, as I wait for my life to fall apart. It's fitting that it will end in the place where it all began.
Wiping my eyes, I try to rid myself of the tears that have been streaming down my face since the moment I received his message.
We need to talk. You know where.
I read his message again and again, feeling my heart break a little more each time. A shiver runs down my spine that has nothing to do with the chill in the air.
I'm not only losing my love, but my best friend. I know everything will be different now. All the things that remind me of him will bring me excruciating pain after this.
Why did I let myself get so wrapped up in him? I should have known someone like him would never really love someone like me.
Oh god!
I clutch my chest, willing the air to fill my lungs. I am suffocating, as my world collapses in on me.
I could sit here waiting to see him or I could just run away from it all. I don't think I can hear the words come from his lips.
I run.
Sprinting towards my car, I pray that I don't see him, that I can just disappear from him. Maybe he would grow to miss me. Maybe he would even realize his mistake in the days to come.
I know this is for the best. I am sparing us both, I try to convince myself.
If only I actually believe it.
I slip into my car just in time to see his car pull in. I drive away, trying not to look back, but failing.
If only he didn't recognize my car.
If only he didn't chase after me.
If only he loved me back.
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