“ i was never what you wanted. ” ( for finn! )
POETRY STARTERS | ACCEPTING.
Finn looked down at his hands, letting his thumbs roll around each other. He was trying to keep himself looking at anything besides Quinn’s face. He would rather gauge his own eyes out, honestly. This is what everyone dreaded in a relationship–the potential break up. And, yeah, it sucked to be the person getting dumped. He had been there. But he firmly believed that it sucked even worse for the person who actually had to do the dumping.
“I guess…I guess you weren’t,” he said, his voice quieter than his normal, jubilant tone. “I don’t know. I’m sorry, Quinn.” he averted his gaze from his hands to the area next to her, so he was getting a little bit closer. “This sucks. It really does.”