Tears were continuously pouring out her eyes with no hint of stopping any time soon. 

She stood there cloaked in the gloomy afternoon skies. Her eyes were glued to the back facing her which shrank farther and farther away. Shock and hurt was written boldly across her face. 

There wasn't a trace of pain on his face acknowledging the words he spoke. He said it with so much conviction, proving his point of no return. His steps were clear and steady, and his form slowly but eagerly disappearing from sight. 

 But there was still that tug of hope in her heart as she stared back with a flood of tears that this must all be just a dream, and she would wake up. 

 But he didn't look back. And she didn't wake up.He said it. He said it just like that. Was it painful? Hearing him say it directly to her face that the love was never mutual?Never has she felt so small and weak. 

She was strong-willed and tough, but it was easily able to spill sorrow within her unlike ever before.Loving is beautiful, but it pains when unreturned.She even negotiated to fix things, but he insisted that there was nothing at all to fix. It was over. The fairytale in her head. The love she spent.The happiness expelled.They were gone. 

 It was a slap of reality to her face, but far more painful.She wasn't sure if she could ever love again.But that wasn't the problem.She wasn't sure if she could stop loving him.After all they've been through.After all the happiness. Well... what seemed like happiness at least.After the love she thought was always there.

 It was all too surreal to take in.

 All too much.But it's real. 

 It's the end of a fairytale.