Zweihander and I are probably broken up now. I'm not sure who's fault it is. For whatever reason, I'm left here alone.
3 blocks have turned into 3 miles, and thousands more between me and him, emotionally, have formed.
Our lives are going in vastly different directions and I don't have the strength to hold onto his hands while he goes chasing rainbows.
I loved him. I still love him.
But I'm not sure if he loves me. So, I'm ending it. I've given him everything I can. I placed his happiness over my own. I can't continue to sacrifice myself to a loveless relationship.
I can only tell him I'm sorry, and move on.
But I still want to feel his arms around me, hear his voice, taste his kiss, know that he loves me and I love him . . . but he never tells me anymore, never means it.
My heart is breaking, but I've got nothing left to give.
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Omni.
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Someone Loved Me.