You're on the bathroom floor, listening to your boyfriend pack his things.

Tears were rolling down your face, as your three year relationship was finally coming to an end.

The breakup was due to endless arguing. Neither of you were good for each other so it was best to end it.

While you're on the floor, he gently knocked on the door "I have all my things" Noah said softly "The only thing I need is my toothbrush."

You stood up slowly and walked towards the sink. You picked up his blue toothbrush. You opened the door just a tiny bit, so you could fit the toothbrush through. Noah gently grabbed it from your hand. He always had soft hands.. and you'll never be able to touch them either..

"This is it.." He sadly sniffed. "But this is what's best.. we need this.. right?"

You didn't respond.

"Right, baby?" Noah whispered. "Right." You calmly whispered. "You can go now."

He stood at the door for a long time. Until he finally had the courage to leave you..

Forever.