Sila 🇰🇪🇨🇩

Honest Breakup El: We need to talk. Ed: That sentence has never ended well. El: Then let me be honest before we make it worse. Ed: Worse than you looking at me like I’m already gone? El: I’m not in love with you anymore. Ed: Don’t say that like it’s a weather report. El: I’m saying it because you deserve the truth. Ed: The truth? After three years, the truth is all you have left to give me? El: No. I have memories. I have gratitude. I have every version of us that tried to survive. Ed: Then why isn’t that enough? El: Because love isn’t supposed to feel like a debt. Ed: I never asked you to stay out of guilt. El: You didn’t have to. I could see it in your eyes every time I reached for the door. Ed: So you’re leaving? El: I’m choosing to stop pretending. Ed: And what am I supposed to do with all the promises we made? El: Keep the ones that were real. Let go of the ones we made because we were afraid. Ed: I can change. El: I know. That’s the problem. You’ll change for me, and I’ll spend the rest of my life wondering if I stayed because I loved you or because I was afraid to hurt you. Ed: You’re hurting me now. El: I know. Ed: Then stay. At least let me hate you properly. El: You won’t hate me. Ed: How do you know? El: Because even now, you’re looking at me like I’m someone worth saving. Ed: Maybe you are. El: Maybe I am. But not by you. Ed: What happens now? El: Now we stop calling goodbye a failure. Ed: And if I still love you tomorrow? El: Then love me honestly. From far away. Ed: You make it sound so easy. El: It isn’t easy. It’s just necessary. Ed: I hope one day you regret this. El: I hope one day I don’t. Ed: That’s a cruel thing to say. El: No. It’s an honest one. Ed: Goodbye, El. El: Goodbye, Ed. Ed: Was any of it real? El: Every moment. Ed: Then why did it end? El: Because sometimes something can be real and still not be forever.

The Honest Goodbye El: I’ve been trying to find the courage to say this for weeks. Every time you walk into the room, everything else disappears. I know I might be risking our friendship, but I can’t keep pretending I don’t feel anything. Ed: Please don’t say it. El: Why not? Ed: Because I already know what you’re going to say, and I’m afraid my answer will hurt you. El: I’d rather hear the truth than keep living in doubt. I like you. More than I should. More than I know how to explain. Ed: You’re sincere. I know you are. That’s what makes this so difficult. El: Then give me a chance. I’m not asking for perfection. I’m just asking you to see me the way I see you. Ed: I do see you. You’re kind, genuine, and impossible to hate. But I don’t feel the same way. El: So that’s it? Ed: I’m sorry. El: Did I do something wrong? Ed: No. That’s the hardest part. You didn’t do anything wrong. My heart simply isn’t where yours is. El: I would’ve waited. Ed: And I don’t want you to. You deserve someone who chooses you without hesitation, not someone who keeps you waiting for feelings that may never come. El: I thought honesty would bring us closer. Ed: Sometimes honesty is what saves us from hurting each other even more. El: I don’t know how to walk away from you. Ed: Then don’t walk away angry. Walk away knowing that I respected you enough to tell you the truth. El: I wish I could hate you. It would be easier. Ed: I know. But please don’t turn my rejection into a reason to doubt your worth. El: You really mean that? Ed: Completely. You are worth loving. I’m just not the person who can give you that love. El: Then this is goodbye? Ed: For now, yes. El: I hope one day someone looks at me the way I looked at you. Ed: Someone will. And when they do, I hope you let them love you fully. El: Goodbye. Ed: Goodbye. And thank you for being brave enough to be genuine.