We Lost Our Happily Ever After

Dakota

I was there. You were there. The both of us. In the same place. Meant to be together, but miles apart. That's what those last months felt like. Our love was lost, now just a faded photograph tucked away in the pages of our life's story. We tried desperately to hold on to what we once had, what we once felt. Everything that was important had slipped through our fingers. Your heart had fallen into another's hands, and mine was shattered and repaired. I was no longer yours, and you were no longer mine, but we pushed on. Our relationship was tattered around the edge's and coming apart at the seams. We knew what was happening, and yet you did nothing. Our last conversation consisted of small talk and Donnie Darko. That was the last time that our minds were in the same place, doing the same thing. I don't know what you did, but I cried. "Vanilla Twilight" echoed in my mind daily, and I still cried. Even now, I still cry. Not over you, but because of the still lingering pain. You didn't break my heart. No, you completely tore me apart. Bit by bit, my defenses fell away just for you. I let you in. I gave you everything. You weren't there to see me cry, or to hear what I had to say. My mind ate away at itself until I just couldn't take it. You made me into a liar. You made me do what I said, what I promised, I would never do. Although it seems as though I left you, really, it was you who left me. You left me long before I even had the chance to see what had happened. You had changed.