Fake Love

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I walked slowly in the rain, feeling like I was in an alternate reality or perhaps a nightmare. I knew very well what I had to say, what I wanted to say, but I held onto the hope that I could save this relationship and that this would only make us stronger.
I finally arrived at that small café. The warm aroma comforted me like a friend saying, "Everything will be alright, I'm with you." I decided to go in and saw him waiting calmly, lost in thought. The soft amber light illuminated his pale skin and highlighted his red lips. I stood there feeling my heart break, begging me not to, but my head kept saying, "He's ready to move on too."
So I sat down in front of him and looked at him one last time to keep that image in my heart, how I wished I could take a picture to have it like that forever.
She sighed, settled her elbows on the table, and began...
Yoongi - So, what's so important?
Sun Hee - I'm already tired
Yoongi - What do you mean?
Sun Hee - You and I... it's not working anymore, we're only hurting each other and I don't want to continue like this (tears escaped from my eyes and I felt like my heart was hurting)
Yoongi - But... (He bit his lower lip and looked out the window, sighing somewhat frustrated) So that's it?
He stared at me for several seconds and I could tell he was in pain. He thought about it for a moment and finally blurted out...
-If that's what you want, fine by me, take care and... Goodbye.
And so, without another word, he left.
I sat there with a broken heart, dried the tears from my face, ordered a coffee. I felt like I was in an unknown dimension. I wanted to go back in time and change what we did wrong; but it wasn't possible and I preferred to let it go.
Goodbye Yoongi and forgive me for not being the woman who would stay by your side no matter what.
I left there with a void in my chest, feeling like I was sliding down an abyss, and when I saw myself alone I cried for the love that seemed not to be enough, for the promises and the moments lived because he was already a part of me, but it hurt more to cling to his love.