i remember that day so vividly, and i think my brain has does it to hurt me.

luke has come up to me with tears in his eyes. "i hate myself."

i furrowed my eyebrows. "what's wrong?"

"this isn't working, and i hate that i think that," he cried.

i frowned. the worst part, is that i felt the same way. our relationship wouldn't work out in the long run.

we spent that night crying together. letting go of a relationship, whether it be mutual or not, hurts like hell.

luke and i together would never work out, and we knew that. yet we still tried our best to keep it going. i think both of us waited for the day where we would come to the conclusion that we didn't work.

when that day came, well i think that's the worst day of my life.