There was no subtle foreshadowing for that one. I couldn't have anticipated how things would turn. Neither from my side, nor from yours.
But I knew things were over when my once certainties turned into lingering doubts.
When the butterflies in my belly started turning into anxious cramps. When your words started feeling more like knife cuts than soft embraces. When the cracks started spreading so wide we couldn't stitch them back together. When I started seeing in other people what I once saw in you. When resentment started growing in the place we once cultivated our love.
I love you, and I'm sincerely sorry. Please know it breaks my heart. Please know I share your pain. And even if we end up living life separately, I will always carry you with me.
We had an amazing run — I can only regret we didn't stop in our tracks when the time felt right. Before we get exhausted, stumble and fall, over and over again, for years.
I'm tired. I need some rest. And maybe a hug. For once. Someone to hold me so tight I feel I cannot breathe anymore. Something more crushing than the weight I carry on my shoulders.