You've been dating with Asa, for almost five months, there's no doubt that they've been the best months she's had in her life. You were pretty, thoughtful, charismatic, you knew how to cheer her up and make her feel like everyone would love her. You were her world, her perfect and beloved world, you were her better half. Was it too intense to think that she had a notebook full of poems on your person? Well, no, both of you were equally intense and you loved that. A pair of lovebirds who, if it weren't for Asa's constant insecurities, would be stuck to each other like paper to glue. But, she can't help but think if she really deserves you, she thinks you're too much for her. She thinks you deserve better. Even if you always told that you already had everything with her.

"I'm sorry." Asa says, head down, next to you. She knew that this was not the time to talk about it, on the rooftop of the school, but she needed to talk about it. "I think we should break up..." She had to force herself to say it, not to stammer it and then say that you heard it wrong, damn it.