I watched him fade from my life like tail-lights in the middle of the night. The heart breaks differently when it knows it’s breaking for someone for the last time. You feel it in your bones, you know the love isn’t gone but it’s not enough, not anymore. He expected tears & white flags & ‘maybe you shouldn’t leave’- and I almost said that but the words couldn’t get past my teeth. 'I still love you but I can’t keep doing this’ burned like fire in my throat- maybe that’s why I screamed it instead.