I storm into his room, teary eyed. I was right, he was with another girl and has been cheating on me for the past two months. My boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend Lucas cheated on me with one of my old friends from college.

“Get out Lia, now!” I scream at her making her flinch a little. She grabs her shirt and runs out leaving. After I was sure she was gone I let the tears run down my cheeks not being able to hold in my sorrow and pain any longer.

“How could you? After all we’ve been through the past three years? After everything we’ve done for each-other, what I’ve done for you?! The least you could have done was told me you didn’t love me anymore and break up with m instead of cheating on me.” I cry.

“Listen I’m sorry but to be fair I was going to break up with you properly, I just couldn’t figure out how to tell you I didn’t love you anymore.” He says in an impossibly calm voice.

So all those times you said you loved me, Did you ever mean it?” I ask.

“Once yes, but only once.” He says in a firm voice pushing me away, pushing my love away. All those three years of my life wasted on this man who didn’t even love me. Lying to my face for so long. How could he? How could anyone?

Sadness turned into anger, I wipe my tears away and show no emotion, “I guess there’s no point in wasting any more time, we’re over.” I look at him for any sign of sadness but there is none making my stomach sink. He really didn’t love me.

I walk out the door and leave him, the man who never loved me as much as I loved him.

My love gone, gone out the door.