Inhale//Exhale

She laid in bed, riding the wave of emotions. 'I'm fine,' she told herself. 'You're okay.' -ping- 'I heard things didn't end well with him. How are you feeling?' Heat built behind her eyes and she immediately clenched them shut. Her lips quivered, and just like that, the tears came pouring again. 'I'm okay,' she whispered. 'You're okay.'

It's more like a gaping hole in my chest - like a huge piece is missing from me.

I want to let him in, but I don't think I'm ready for another round of heartbreak so soon.

After a long day, all I want is to hear your voice and feel you next to me.

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My day seemed a littler duller without you in it.

He snubbed out his cigarette, realizing why he's felt uneasy for so long. 'I miss her,' he muttered.

Something changed between, and they both noticed. 'I'm tired,' she breathed. 'Let's take a nap, and when we wake up, we'll talk about it.' He reached for her arm, but she shrugged away from him. Something in his chest knotted, his breath caught.  She shook her head. 'I'm tired of us.'

Give him the ability to hurt you; trust that he won't.

They say a person would do anything for love. But is it really worth all the pain?

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'She still talks about you, you know?' He looked away, trying to hide that pang he felt in his chest. 'You should tell her to stop. She's only hurting herself.' 'Then why do you still think about her when all that does is hurt yourself?.' He stayed silent.

She tore the bottle from his hands. 'You need to stop drinking!' 'I can't,' he choked. 'I can't stop.' 'Yes, you can. Just put the bottle down and talk to me.' 'I'm not talking about the alcohol,' he shouted. 'I can't stop thinking about her! 'Every part of me aches! Every fiber in my body is screaming for the pain to stop. I miss her. I miss her so fucking much it hurts! Instead of numbing the pain, drinking just makes me think about her even more. I want to make it stop, but I can't.'

No matter what happens, whether we stay as friends or hate each other in the end, know that I truly care for you.

She ran a finger along the side of her cup. 'It's because he loves me we can't be together. He's not the man he wants to be, so he doesn't want to risk hurting me at all.' She gazed out the window, eyes glossing over. 'It's ironic, isn't it? We love each other, yet our love is the cause of one another's pain.' She let out a chuckle so quietly, he thought she was choking back a sob. Sitting in that little cafe, he never wanted to protect her more than he did now.

I didn't think it would happen so soon, but I'm finally able to smile again ever since you left.