End

So that story is over. Did it even begin? Was it anything to anyone but me?

Always seemed like it wasn't happening at all anyway, that it wasn't part of the real world. Even when I made her mine.

That other time and place never came. Even though I waited, did all I could.

Still don't know how or why it came to this, but there's nothing to do but walk away. As hard as it is.

Things change, I guess. And maybe it's just left for everyone to see how much they have.

Was decided, bad sentence structure and all.

No more movie lines. No more lingering hugs, old-school music, National Geographic or laughing about douchebag friends. No more secret one-sided feelings bursting at the seams. No more being gutsy or honest or stupid. No more late night walks, inside jokes, wishlists, translations, numbered moods, re-watching TV shows and movies. No more surprise E-Mails or visits or roti john.

A long time ago it was more yes than no, now it's nothing at all.

Heart needs a break, and not the kind it's been getting.