oh

"do you still love me?" i asked. i knew the answer and i knew that it would hurt but i needed to hear it from him.

silence.

"tell me i never mattered. tell me i was a mistake. tell me you never cared," i begged. "please. don't give me false hope."

silence.

"do you still love me?" i asked. one last time.

"no, i don't. i don't love you, not anymore," he said.

"oh," i replied.

"oh" as in my heart just got ripped into a million pieces.

"oh" as in i won't tell you because you wouldn't care how i feel anyway.

"oh" as in i knew it all along.

"oh" as in i still hoped you'd have said yes.