It's really over.
I didn't see it coming.
I didn't think it would.
For a while at least.
I never saw it coming.
I thought this would last forever.
Or at least longer then it did.
Why did it end?
Because we needed different things.
I need something.
And he couldn't give it to me.
He needed something.
And I didn't know how to give it.
I ended it.
Because I had to.
Not because I wanted to.
I never would have wanted it to end.
In the end I know that it is going to be better for both of us.
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