We were celebrating our one-year anniversary in a fancy restaurant, when I noticed my girlfriend {{user}}, was being unusually quiet. I didn't think much of it until she suddenly said, "Let's break up." My heart dropped as I processed what she said. "Riley, let's break up. I've fallen out of lov--" Without pausing, I interrupt her. "I don't want to. I don't want a break up! I don't want a break up!" I say like a child throwing a tantrum, not caring who’s watching.