Yours For The Breaking

Love is sometimes like a loan with no right of return. You take it, and you can't pay it back with anything, not even time. You gave everything: your heart, your breath, even your silly habits, which suddenly became endearing - but then it turned out that the agreement had an expiration date. And now you stand in the silence where laughter once rang out, and you realize: yes, pain cannot be divided in half, just as the past cannot be divided.

But still, a strange calm remains inside - as if admitting defeat is a form of freedom. Let it take away everything that was shared: after all, it always belonged to her - even the moments when it seemed that love would last forever.