So this is it. This is real. Our story ends.
Never again will I get to call you mine. 
My phone will now stay silent throughout the day.
My list of the reasons why I love you will be discontinued.
The pictures you drew me will be destroyed.
Your poems that I slept with under my pillow shall be ripped up and thrown away.
My  Dorney Park teddy bear will be given away.
Or destroyed. 
There will be no one to comfort me late at night anymore.
There will be nobody to turn my tears into laughter. 
Our playlist will be deleted. 
The money saved up for plane tickets will be spent on something else.
The Batman and Robin necklaces I bought for us will be taken out to the forest and thrown.
I will be more alone then ever.
I needed you more than you needed me, always.
And we both know that it is true, I am the one who loved you more. 
So here is to the first of every tear that I am going to cry.
Here is to the sleepless nights of me sobbing, remembering what we had.
Here's to goodbye.