"Do you love me??"
"I love you the most. Really."
"Haha, I knew... O(∩_∩)o..."
"Sister, a lot has changed since you asked."
"Why, it can't be done."
"That's not the case"
"That's great, (*^__^*) hee hee..."
. . . . . . . .
"I don't love you anymore, it's just a habit, like you said."
"Let's break up!"
The hurt is thorough enough, and the love is tragic enough.
Maybe I can figure it out myself, and this would be a good ending.
Everyone was liberated.
No one is right or wrong, only you can love yourself.
. . . . . .