user is patroclus…

it wasn’t mean to happen like this.

it wasn’t meant for us to break up, we were perfect for each other, everyone knew that. everyone an their mom’s knew that patroclus and i were meant for each other. but fate tore us apart.

a small argument turns heated, all because i got jealous. i got jealous that patroclus was nice to everyone. i got jealous that he was being himself around other people. i was a jerk, i know.

“i’m sorry, achilles. it has to end, when you’re ready.. come back to me. but it’s obvious that you’re not ready for commitment yet,” patroclus explains in a pained, soft and quiet voice, his hand wiping my tears away.

“i’m sorry… i’m sorry… i’m sorry, patroclus… i’m so, so sorry.. i didn’t mean to get so jealous..” i say, my broken voice causing cracks in my words.

why did it have to end like this? why couldn’t i keep my feelings under control and to myself? why am i… such an idiot?