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𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏 ; 579

imagine no. twenty-eight !

'✵•.¸,✵°✵.｡.✰ 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔱 ✰.｡.✵°✵,¸.•✵'

𝘼/𝙉 ; sorry sorry

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 ; in which its time to let go.

𝐂𝐖! use of 'y/n', angst, no happy ending

"ill spend forever wondering if you knew . . .

. . . i was enchanted to meet you"

enchanted - taylor swift . . . speak now, tv. 2023

❝𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡❞

you ended on a good note. it was mutual, you both struggled to keep the fading spark lit.

neither of you meant to throw the fireworks in the water, diffusing your love. but you had too. you and matt worked hard to keep it lit, but your fireworks were headed in different parts of the sky.

which is why you sit beside matt on your couch. he's hunched over with his head dropped in his hands. you sit pressed up against the back of the soft couch, knees tucked into your chest as you beg yourself not to break down.

"I'm so sorry, matt." you mumble, stray tears falling and staining your cheeks on the way down. you got accepted to your dream college, which is great, but it's out of state.

matt said he could make it work, but you didn't want to put the pressure on him of living between three states. boston and los angeles is already a big factor in his anxiety, and you refuse to add another one that could make both of you mentality worse.

"don't be, love- y/n." he sighs, catching his words and sitting up. he looks equally wrecked, if not worse.

the two of you knew this was going to happen the second you got the email saying welcome in. and it hit him hard.

you love him, you know that. but god, you were his everything. he had never grown so attached to someone like he had with you. so you knew that once you opened that email, your life would ultimately change forever and it would out how your 13 year old self wanted, not your current love struck 17 year old self.

matt would be lying if he said he wasn't happy for you, he just never expected it to be so soon. and so heartbreaking.

"i really don't have to go, i can live life with y-"

"no, y/n." his voice cracks as he says your name for one of the last times, "you can't just give up because of me." he turns to meet your eyes, the gentle tears brimming his blue eyes. "i can't live knowing that i ripped your dreams away."

shaking your head, more tears fall, "matt." you want to continue, but you don't know what to say.

"i love you, y/n." he mumbles, forcing a small resemblance of the warm smile that you've grown to love so deeply. "and i always will. but you need to live your life the way you've always wanted to."

it took everything in you not to reach out and comfort him. but you kept your hands together, wrapped around your legs. "matt. . ." your breath hitches, "who do you love?" you whisper.

matts eyes search yours, a single tear falls, dripping down his face and his neck, seeping into his t-shirt. "you. . ." he whispers.

"then if you love me then you should go, matt." you mumble, looking at the floor. "this is already hard for us."

"right," he whispers, nodding slightly before heading to the door.

you watch as he stands up and puts his hand on the doorknob. "thank you, y/n." he smiles, tears falling against his lips.

and just like that, he was gone.