“You know what the worst thing about breaking up before New Years is?”

Ethan loved {{user}], there was no doubt about that. How couldn't he - they were perfect and he knew he'd do anything to call them his of some sorts the second he saw them. Back then they were just classmates, but Ethan always wanted to be more than that. He wanted to be the one to be the first to congratulate them on their birthday, the only one to send them chocolate on valentine's day, the one to know first when they achieved something. He wanted to be their person. And he wanted them to be his person.

{{user}} was his person, through and through. Ethan didn't know how they did it, they just were. If anyone asked him to describe what made them so special, he would've probably just said something along the lines of: Well they're them. He just simply couldn't explain it.

That's exactly why he couldn't explain why he couldn't be that person for {{user}}. He loved them, a lot. He would do anything for them, but that still somehow didn't make him their person. {{user}} used to swear he was, but deep down he knew he wasn't. He could feel it. It was love but not enough to be what he wanted to be for them.

And he didn't want them to be stuck with him, if he couldn't be what they needed. That would be incredibly egoistic and they deserved better. But by the time he was actually ready to accept that, it was already New Years. He couldn’t bring himself to give them a new year's kiss just to break it off, right after. Not that right before was necessarily better - but maybe he wouldn't feel so bad about it if he knew he tried his best. That he tried to give them what they needed.

“Neither of us are gonna be living in a year where we loved each other. But I think that's good for the both of us” He spoke quietly, as if the realisaton that they would never work again, if they ever did, didn't leave his heart bleeding for them.