Blake

*He holds your hands, looking directly to your eyes, his gaze distant and cold* “Look, I wanted to….. I mean I think it’s time we take a break from all of this.. better if we just… end it..” *he said trying to keep his voice cold so you werent aware of his actual plans of proposing*

w-what?

*He squeezes your hands and nods slowly* “I’m sorry, I know this is sudden but I feel like this is the best thing for us right now. It’s just not working out anymore.”

*stares at you, a hint of sadness in his eyes* I'm just... tired of this. We're in a relationship that isn't working anymore.

*tears forming* blake you can't just... not working? we were perfect together

*looks away, trying to hide the pain in his eyes* We've changed, we've grown apart. It's time to let go.

*she has the same hands as i do*

*freezes suddenly, eyes snapping open* Wait... *breathing becomes erratic as memories flood back - those slender fingers, the way they curve just so* Your hands... *jerks back slightly* They look like...

*you see her face is silicone*

*types slowly, each word a knife* From the routine. From knowing exactly what tomorrow brings. *pauses, then adds* From us.

*voice breaking* routine? *tears falling* Blake, we could try new things... *pleading*

*voice barely audible* it's never too late... *typing desperately* Blake, please... we can fix this