When you uttered the words, I thought that would be the end of everything. No more aimless searching, no more hopeless rom-antics. But, they can be such a pain, can't they? I know, I know. I'm pretty sure I know it better than anyone else. They're mine, after all, and that's not something I can change.

And so there we were. Hopelessly spinning on our own confused orbits, but still held in tact by our gravities hanging by threads. It couldn't be over just because they said so. It wasn't supposed to be like that. It couldn't be.

Always. I sincerely believed that. Even when we weren't in each other's immediate sights, our peripherals could never, ever lie. Thousands of people could pass and we would still know what we wanted. But, you did what I thought we would never be able to do. I couldn't speak of it for months, even years. I couldn't tell myself that it was only a matter of time. I couldn't admit that I had finally fallen short.