I laughed. I laughed and you didn’t know why. I laughed because I knew it was over. I laughed because all the stereotypes are true. I laughed at how anticlimactic that was. I laughed at myself for knowing it was over but not saying anything just so you can reach that conclusion yourself so that you can break up with me just for the sake of sparing your pride. I laughed that at the moment i felt betrayed by the person closest to me and i still picked you over myself. I laughed at the frailness of a love that was forged by the fire of adversity when it faced the coldness of fear. Maybe i’m not in love with you but i sure as hell love you.