I remember all the late night talks and all the words I was so comfortable saying to him, but I never would have been able to say to anyone else. I remember all the songs that take me back and make me smile. I remember all the promises, the ones we both knew would be broken. I remember all the moments he took my breath away and how he knew more about me than I thought anyone could. I remember the games we’d play cause we talked about so much I couldn’t think of anything else to say. I thought about what kind of person could have thrown that all away and hurt someone that much. Going into it, I never thought that it would have ended like that. After wanting someone for so long, it’s supposed to be perfect, right? And everything should last forever. But I fell out of love, and when you loved someone you just wanted them to be happy. Even if their happiness doesn’t involve you.