Just over an hour ago I packed up the last pieces of us.
I took down the photos from the fridge. Picked up the book I had left on the floor. I even left SodaPop a note apologizing that I won't get to see her anymore.
I walked through your place one last time the place that once felt like home the place where I felt safe. I lay on your bed and let the familiar scent of you wash over me for the final time.
Then I cried.
"Goodbye."
No more you and me. No more us.
I left your key on the table a quiet reminder that I won't be coming back.
Today I waved the white flag.
I surrendered.
Because sometimes no matter how deeply you love someone love alone isn't enough.
Last updated on:2026-06-24T14:50:11+05:30
Comments (4)
packing up the last of my ex's things and standing in an empty room wondering how a place that held so much love could suddenly feel like a stranger. that final goodbye HURT in a way i wasn't ready for.
was leaving the key on the table the hardest part, or was it realizing there wouldn't be another reason to come back?
omg i dont wanna tear up rn stay strong
wow this was really nice to read. I felt your emotions through your words. you’ve got this, you had the strength to go there and get your things and walk out the door. that’s strength, it doesn’t matter if you cried.