his heart ached, and as much as he didn't want to part ways with the person standing before him, he couldn't take it anymore. he couldn't keep being the one they ran to whenever their relationship was falling apart, despite the deep feelings he harbored in his heart for them. it pained him to no end that they couldn't just choose him; he made them happy, but nothing he did ever seemed to be enough. "you should go," he said, his voice soft and filled with sadness. the weight of his words hung heavily in the air. "i don't have it in me to pick up the pieces for you tonight." the silence that followed was deafening, each passing second amplifying the heartache he felt. he had always been there for them, a constant source of support and love, but it had taken its toll on him.