Out of Love

I was falling for him when he was falling out of love with me.

I realised this as we woke up to the chirping of birds while the sun peaked through the clouds in the sky.

The warmth of the sun after a cold, dark night felt like love to a stone cold heart. Unlike the lack of love between us, which was turning from a warm emotion to a cold state of sadness.

As if the change in the season was changing something within us. But, instead of spring, we were looking at colder days and colder nights.

When I thought it would be blossoms and sunshine, his actions screamed ice and snow. I could almost picture a flower dying under the snowstorm.

I turn towards him and find him awake looking at the same scene as me. I wonder what’s he thinking about.

Our eyes meet, but our hearts don’t skip a beat. I smile and he just moves out of the bed.

That’s when I know I was falling for him when he was falling out of love with me.

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