We might as well call it a break up.
I cannot imagine why you have not seen this coming. You cannot comprehend why I would make such a hasty decision. I think that tells a lot about how far we’ve drifted; the grounds we are standing on offer vastly different perspectives.
You texted, “if that’s what you want, i respect ur decision.”
I think my heart skipped two beats. My mouth went dry. With all the courage I could muster within me, my best reply was,
What I really meant to say was we had once been dreamers, wanderers, together. But in our wandering we’ve found ourselves so far apart, how can you not tell?
You didn’t reply. Is it a break up? We might as well call it so.