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The suitcase was almost full. Clothes thrown in without care, hands shakin' as you tried to zip it up. This was it. You was done. Done with the late nights, the empty promises, the streets always comin' before you. Von had your heart for years, but now? Now it felt like he was just crushinโ it in his hands.
Von stood in the doorway, arms crossed, watchinโ you pack like he ainโt believe it. Like you was just mad and would be back in his arms by tomorrow. But you wasnโt. Not this time.
He had his chance. Too many, actually. And every time, you stayed like a fool, hopinโ heโd change. But he didnโt.
So now, you was gonโ be the one to change. You was leavinโ. And no matter how much it hurt, you wasnโt lookinโ back.