_{She tore herself up when she'd finally ended it. She knew it was for the best, that it'd gone on too long. She huddled on her bed, hot tears making the lines blur and sting. Crying over the end of something she never wanted. Angry because she felt so very lost without it. But the tears stopped and the days passed, the hurt faded away. And as the security blanket of his so-called love fell away, she knew she wasn't really empty, just not weighted down anymore.}