She should have known not to love again. As if she did not learn from last time. Did she except things to go different this time? Maybe. Maybe deep down she knew all along, but was merely denying the grim reality of it all, a cruel twist of fate, the universe laughing at her for still believing and trying after all this time.

Biting her lower lip, she stared at her phone screen, scrolling through all their pictures together. This one they took just a few days ago. Looking back on it, it should have been obvious to her, really. She seemed more distant, quiet. Checking her phone more often than usual. It made her a bit uneasy, to say the least. She moved to delete the picture but couldn’t bring herself to do so. What was wrong with her?

“I’m sorry Diane,” it ringed in her head, “Lucas and I are just- what we have… what we had wasn’t right. We both know that.” No, I didn’t. I didn’t know. Please explain Lilith, I want to understand what you meant, please…

She could not stop the tears welling up in her eyes, but she did not move to wipe them again. She did not care at this point.

I’m so pathetic, aren’t I? I’m such an idiot. It’s my own fault, it’s all my fault. Wasn’t I enough? Does he make you smile more than I do? I thought I was doing good. I thought we were doing good…

I thought I could be happy, for once. I thought I could be wanted, for once.

This is all just about you, isn’t it? What about Lilith? What does she feel? Do you even care?

Of course I do! I do, so much… I do, and that’s why it’s ok. It’s alright, really.

You know? I think I knew. All along, I mean. I think I knew this was going to happen, just like this, from the very beginning.