…And then that was that. There were no more phone calls, no more messages, no letters. There were no big, romantic gestures trying to win back what we once had. Nor, did we show up at each other’s doorsteps fighting for what used to be. We didn’t cry, at least not in each other’s presence. It was the end and we’d given up. There was nothing left for the two of us now.
Nothing // by c-oquetry (via c-oquetry)