I can’t stop the tears from falling, she said. I said I am going to leave, so I leave. There I stood, not knowing what to say or do next. The echo of her words lingered, breaking the silence like a fading cry for help.All I could do at that point was to watch her walk away. Each step she took felt like a heartbeat slipping further from mine. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to call out, knowing it wouldn’t change a thing.
The streetlights cast long shadows, swallowing her figure as she disappeared into the night. I leaned against the cold brick wall, feeling the weight of regret tighten around my chest. Every moment with her played on a loop in my mind—her laugh, her touch, the way she used to look at me as if I was her world. Now, I was just another part of the past she was trying to escape.
The wind picked up, whispering through the empty street, and for a moment, I thought I heard her voice again.
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