me and her are perfect for each other. i know that, she knows that. everyone knows that.

we're the kinda couple that will get married when we're older.

but the universe is cruel and lead me to her at the wrong time.

so i stand in front of her, looking pathetic but i dont care.

we're breaking up.

i know shes my person. i know im hers. but right now isnt the right time. i dont know when it will be our time but i will wait until the end of my days if it means she even thinks about getting back with me again.

because shes worth it.

i cup her cheeks. "please dont ever forget how much i love you" i say gently, quietly, as i feel a tear on the tip of my nose.