What Was Meant to Be

by Q.B. Tyler

“You don’t want this.” She moves into my arms and wraps hers around me. “I know you love me.” “I do,” I tell her honestly. I wasn’t about to lie to her after all we’d been through and I wasn’t about to let her think that this wasn’t going to be hard on me as well. “I do love you. But sometimes, love isn’t enough. Sometimes loving someone means letting them go.”

“You think I give a fuck? You could be married with three kids, and you’d still belong to me.”

“I never agreed to play fair. Another man asked you to marry him. As far as I’m concerned, he declared war on me first. And you know what they say about love and war.”

“I love how you love me.”