“Its Complicated”

“Why?” He asked.

“I don’t know… It is…” She fell silent searching for the right word.

“Complicated?” He came to help.

“Well, yes, complicated.”

“Don’t say that, honey. I love you, you love me, why can’t we be together?”

“I am not telling you we cannot, it is just…”

“Complicated…” He sighed.

“Right. Complicated,” she repeated trying to avoid meeting his eyes.

“What’s on your mind?” He demanded. “What’s wrong?”

“Do you really not get it?”

He was taken aback at her unexpected aggression. Never before he had seen her so furious. And yet, at the same time she looked so helpless and confused.
“Do you really not get it?” She repeated. “I had been madly in love with you all these months. I was ready to make sacrifices you would never even dream of. I could easily die for you; do anything you would ask me. I cared about you. I believed in you. I trusted you blindly.”

“But…” He tried to interrupt her but it was impossible to stop her now.

“You were everything for me. And when she had come into the scene, I couldn’t believe it was you. YOU, of all people. It was not the person I knew, not the person I loved, not the one I wanted to spend my life with. It was not you.”

“But I love you.”

“I know you do. But things changed. They are … complicated now.”

“Complicated,” He repeated.

“I love you, too. But this madness is gone, this passion is not there, the trust needs to be rebuilt. I am tired to fight alone. I don’t know what else I can give you. I have given you my heart. And if this is not enough, then… I am not enough.”
“And what will we do now?”

“I don’t know… It is…”

“Complicated,” both breathed out simultaneously.