I messed up. I really did. I lost her. I. Lost. Her.
"This is all my fault. I let my pride and feelings get in the way. I let my insecurities cloud my decision. I never intended to hurt anyone, yet it exploded in both our faces," I ramble, wringing my hands together. Zeke sits opposite me, his game face on. He sighs, nodding his head solemnly.
"We all know she's stubborn. She won't give in that easily," he murmurs. I chuckle shortly, humming in agreement, "and I don't know what words were said between you two, but the fact it escalated enough for her to block you/ de-friend on every single social media? Damn, you let your temper take control."
"I never realised how long I was taking to finally try. I love her."
"We know, dude. We know."
"Will I ever get her back?"
"We don't know, dude. We don't know." I slump in my seat, a tear slipping out of my eye.
"If you love her, you'll give her some space. You'll just accept it, and admit defeat."
She's gone.
Motivation hit. Whatever. Till later, BooksLover2000...