“I’ll always love you.”
“I didn’t think it would end like this.” As I walked around the kitchen, the smooth surface of the countertops under my fingers, I thought about us. Memories came rolling back to me like waves in a storm: birthdays, holidays, celebrations. Good times. “But that wasn’t all, was it?” I whispered. I closed my eyes, and saw our dark times, too. Fights. Funerals. Emotional breakdowns. I’d known this moment was coming for so long, but now... it was so much harder than I thought it’d be. “I’m sorry. You’ve always been there for me, but... it’s just not working. And I don’t know what else to do.” Tears filled my eyes, and I took a shaky breath, fighting for control. “I’ll always-” My voice broke. “I’ll always love you.” Overcome with emotion, I fled the room sobbing, leaving the cake waiting on the counter forever.