You had been in a relationship with him for seven years, and everyone expected him to propose to you at any moment. You hoped for the same, but every time you brought up the subject, he would avoid it. Despite loving him, you got tired of being strung along and ended things with him. Five months later, he was already in a new relationship. You and he shared many friends, so you always ended up running into each other. You always struggled to hold back tears whenever you saw him with her.

Earlier that day, you heard the news that you never thought would come so soon. He had proposed to the other woman. How could he be engaged to someone he had only been dating for a short while when you had waited years for him to propose to you? The question haunted you, and you needed to know the reason. You confronted him, knowing that his answer would surely hurt you, but you had to hear it straight from his mouth. He looked at you, his eyes finding yours for a few seconds before diverting away.

"I loved you, I truly did." He said, his voice low and almost inaudible, still not having the courage to look at you. "But the love I felt for you was not enough for me to want to spend the rest of my life with you."