by now

"Dana, I can't do this anymore."

"What?" She speaks, confused and upset. "Did I do something?"

"No, I just don't feel anything anymore. I can't keep lying to you anymore." I look into her dull blue eyes that are tearing up. "I've laid here night after night not feeling the way I did before."

I feel bad for saying how I feel because I know it hurts her. But I know that I shouldn't be leading her on if I don't feel the same way.

"Is there someone else?" She sounds angry now, which was expected.

"No. There's no one else. I just can't keep trying to find feelings that aren't there. It's not you it's me." I hate myself for saying that.

"How cliché." she growls.

"Cliché or not; its true. I'm leaving. "

"Please don't go. Simon, I love you. I don't know what I'd do without you." She chokes her words out through tears.

"Sometimes the one you want isn't the one you need." I pause, trying to keep my composure. "What goes around doesn't always come back around." I pause. "You should know me by now."

"You should know me too." She screamed as I walked out the door.

* * *

"How've you been?" I say as she opens the door. I'm surprised she doesn't slam the door in my face as soon as she sees me. She gives me a glare that could kill a man.

"Can I come in? I just came to get my things and then I guess I'm leaving."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Her eyes are cold, but her voice sounds sincere.

I walk over to my drawers and start to fill the bags that I brought with me. We had only lived together for a few months so I only had a few things here. Out of our two-year relationship, moving in together was the worst part. She barely let me keep the things I liked.

"If I could say what you'd like to hear I'd say 'It's only temporary.' But this is permanent." I say as I pack.

"Come on, what did I do? Why don't you love me anymore?"

I finished packing my clothes and moved on to the bookshelf to get my books, CD's and movies. "I didn't say that. I've just been taking you for granted. I hoped that you would feel the same as me..." I say not looking at her.

"Well I don't Simon. I'm in love with you. "

"Here are my keys." I sigh. "You keep the apartment. I changed the bills." This seems a lot easier than I imagined it would be. At least she isn't trying to kill me or anything like that.

"Where did we go wrong, Simon? How can one of us feel blessed while the other one's lost?

Her question made me think. It's a terrible thing for that to happen. Being rejected by someone is unreal, it has happened to me too many times to count. But it's better to end things instead of leading someone on. Everyone deserves to be happy. You can't be happy without a little sadness.

"I know it hurts to feel the change, but it feels worse when our love stayed the same." I picked up my bags and left the apartment, not looking back.