You had put in all the time and effort to make the relationship work for the past year. Every single day you went through, it ended horribly. You had yourself thinking, he loves you, he loves you. But what's the use of that when he hurts you? Both physically and emotionally? What's the use of holding onto something that's been long gone?

He sees you with someone else. He rages. You see him with someone else. You had no courage to speak up for yourself. Day by day, it's not love that's growing. It's fear. The fear of ending something you've started. The fear of someone you loved. 

You wished you could be alone. With no one around. Holding on and believing didn't mean anything. Because love hurts. This was the most you could take it. You can't let anyone else step on something that no longer existed. 

It hurts. It hurts so bad.