"What's wrong, babe?" Peter asked me, wrapping his hands around my waist.

Oh, not much. Just about to dump you, that's all.

"Uh...we need to talk." I said, trying to act as somber as I could.

"Okay...what about?" He asked, letting go of me.

"I-I like someone else!" I blurted out, taking a couple of steps away from him. "I'm sorry, okay? It's not you, it's me!"

He slowly walked towards me, tears in his eyes, and reached his hand out before stuffing his hand in his jeans pocket.

"Okay, I understand." He whispered, turning away from me.

"Goodbye, Peter." I said quietly, feeling a pang of guilt in my stomach.

He dashed away, covering his face as tears fell onto the dry grass.

Well...I guess I'm single?