Disappointed

"I don't love you, not anymore." The words fell out of your lips, and sank with the weight they carried. Yet, all I could do was stand there. I guess a part of me knew you didn't love me. It couldn't be easy trying to love someone like me. I am stubborn, distrustful, overly-curious, and not entirely attractive. So it didn't come as a surprise, but rather disappointment.

With a final sigh, I looked back into your eyes as you searched for a sign of comprehension. I muttered the only word I could think of, "ok." Your brows furrowed behind my back, probably trying to understand why I was so calm as I walked away.