(Point Of View Dan***)
We went over the edge
Took it way too far
Way too far
Throwing words like knives
Somewhere in between
We lost our faith
But found some grace
"I can't do this anymore, Phil. This constant fighting. It's not like it used to be." I told my black haired boyfriend as the screaming match came to an end for the night.
"But it's us against the world, don't you remember? I know I do. That promise I made you, I wanna keep it."
"So this is my fault? Yeah I guess I'm always wrong huh? Yeah." I said defeated painted as a villain I'm fine with it. I'll move on and we'll be stronger now then we ever were because we gave it all we had.
"No, that's not it." Phil sighed his blue eyes sad and broken. I shook my brown fringe and walked past him towards our room, I pulled my things from the closet as my anger turned into pain. I knew it was over but I didn't know it would hurt this much to lose him.
Once my bag was packet I came back out to were he stood in front of our kitchen unmoving, I made my way to the door grabbing my coat.
"Save what's left of your heart, for someone who can truly make you happy. I love you but some things just can't be saved." I said walking out with a heavy heart and dark mind.