falling out of love prompts
being used to waking up next to your lover, but now they're never in bed when you wake up
kisses that don't ignite the same passion they used to do
wanting to spend more time with each other, but feeling physically exhausted when you do, knowing you're lying to yourself
telling each other i love you, but your eyes say differently
still being physically attracted to each other, thinking that's enough to keep the relationship going, but not even sex on its own feels right anymore
wondering why you're yearning with desire to kiss your lover yet is appalled by the sight of them
pulling away when your lover goes in for a kiss, finding any excuse not to touch them
giving your lover their hoodie back, the one you swore you'd never return, because you don't feel like wearing it anymore
barely saying goodbye when you leave for work, knowing full on well your partner will already be asleep when you get home
before leaving for work, you always kissed each other goodbye, and said i love you. there's none of that anymore.
not wanting to let go because you're scared of being alone, you barely even know how to flirt anymore
holding onto each other despite knowing it's over, but you spent the last ten years together, and giving up now doesn't seem right
spending less and less time with your lover, claiming ''they're busy'' when your parents ask why they no longer come to visit with you
falling in love with someone else and wondering if what you had with your lover was real to begin with
being so in over your head overwhelmed by emotions that you can't do other than cry when the two of you try to work out the problems in your relationship
being asked by your friends if everything's okay between the two of you, and denying anything being wrong. you're as happily in love as you've ever been
''just kiss me. i know it's over, so just kiss me. let's forget about everything for one night before we ruin everything we built tomorrow.''
blocking each other's number
wanting to call your ex, but when they pick up, having forgot your number, you hang up, wondering what propelled you to be so stupid to call them in the first place
finding your wedding dress in your closet, the one you were meant to wear three months from now
when you're being told by your lover that they want to break up, you can physically feel something break inside of you
breaking up with your lover, and being able to pin-point the exact moment their heart breaks when you tell them it's over
thinking you're handling things fine, but you're at home now, and there's a photo of you and your lover, so you grab it and throw it towards the wall, hard, forcing it to come apart
things are fine when you're around family and friends, but when you're alone, in bed, that's when it hits you. that's where it hurts the most. that's when you start crying. and that's where you don't stop.
packing all your ex's things into a box (and not knowing what to do with it)
going over to your lover's house, wanting to ask them to give it another go, only to find someone else's jacket and shoes in the hallway
break up sex that is truly nothing but a means to an end for one, but a glimmer of hope for the other
months after the break up, you find an old hoodie of theirs tucked in your closet. it used to be your favorite one, the one you swore you'd never give back
finding old love letters, or things that hold sentimental value over your relationship
reminiscing over old memories, shedding a tear as you grieve the relationship
being convinced into going on a double-date with your best friend, but all you can think about is your ex
not wanting to call your ex to ask them to return a piece of clothing you left at their house
having to physically force yourself to stay where you are, resisting the urge to fling your arms around your ex and kiss them, when you go to their house to pick up some stuff
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