My heart was broken once again. Stomped on, crushed, shattered into billions of pieces. Someone may as well have planted a small bomb on it and let it explode. I wished someone would have, it would've been less painful than hearing that the person you loved more than anything stopped feeling the same way about you and hadn't felt that way for a long time. I would've rather been lied to then be told that the past few months had meant nothing. We were together for two years, just a week away from our third anniversary.

We met on my twentieth birthday at the party one of my friends threw me by surprise and hit it off immediately. Though it was a party for me, I found myself sitting alone in the darkest corner of the room, sipping my alcoholic beverage that I was still a year away from being able to legally drink. He noticed me when none of my friends had and approached me, his eyes darting between me and the spot next to me, asking if he could sit with me.

"Sure, I'm Chester," I introduced myself and he gave me the warmest of smiles.

"I know, this is your party after all," He chuckled and I felt my face heat up. "I'm Sage, I'm friends with Sam, she invited me."

"It's nice to meet you, thank you for coming," I said politely and he flashed me another grin. I loved his smile. He had those sharp, pearly white, canine teeth that reminded me of a vampire that showed profoundly whenever his thin lips separated.

"You too, Chester," He continued to smile at me and I felt myself getting lost in his eyes. They were so blue, I was mesmerized by their intense, dark shade. I'd rarely met anyone with dark blue eyes, they were enchanting. I followed his eyes and noticed he was looking at my glass. "Can I get you another a drink?"

"You don't have to-"

"Jack and coke fine?" He interrupted with my favorite mixed drink and that was when I knew it. That was the moment I knew I was going to fall... hard.

"How did you know that was my favorite drink?" I smirked and he laughed, tilting his head slightly to the left.

"Is it really? It's mine too," His smile was plastered to his face and I loved it. I never wanted that smile to go away. A song that began playing over the speakers caught my attention. 'Even Flow' by Pearl Jam. Needless to say Sage could easily tell I was excited over the choice of song and his smile broadened.

"Don't even tell me you like Pearl Jam too," He chuckled and I nodded, my eyes lighting up at him for having the same taste in music as me. He was perfect. "Where have you been all my life?"

"I was asking myself the same about you," I giggled a bit flirtatiously and he stood up, offering me his hand.

"I know I promised you that drink, but it can wait until this song is over," He grinned as I took his hand and he quickly hoisted me up and lead me towards the music. Though I could only see the back of his head, I fell more in love as I noticed beneath his raven black hair that he had a beautiful tattoo on the back of his neck of a rose. My heart melted when he stopped dragging me towards the dance floor and turned to face me again and my eyes met his soulful blues once again. Though my chest was pounding, he encouraged me to dance with him and let go. I had never felt so comfortable with another person. I knew I was already in love with Sage.

He asked me out on a date and convinced me to skip the rest of my party, which I was okay with considering nobody else seemed to really notice I was even there. He took me on a late night walk and we laid in a clearing under the stars. He confessed he felt something raw and real with me, something he wanted around him all the time. He said that even though we had just met, I felt familiar and that he wanted me to be with him. I admitted I felt the same way and we began our relationship the very day we met.

It always felt too perfect throughout the near three years that we were together. We never fought, only loved one another. He seemed to genuinely care about me, promised that he loved me, but now, just a week before my birthday, he shattered my heart. There was no warning, there were no signs, it was so sudden, I wasn't ready.

When he invited me over today, I wasn't expecting to leave with a broken heart. I didn't think it'd be the last time I'd see his apartment that was just as wonderful as he was. If I had known it'd be the last time I'd see his adorable cat, Apollo, I would've let him remain on my lap instead of pushing him off like I had while Sage was trying to end things.

"Look-" He started after we both were seated next to each other on his couch. Apollo was trying to crawl onto my lap, but I immediately knew something was wrong, so I pushed him away.

"Nothing good ever starts with 'look'," I interrupted and he sighed deeply, not looking me in the eyes. He didn't continue. "What is it? Sage?"

"Chester, I'm sorry. I just don't think I love you anymore..." He trailed off and those dark blue eyes that I fell in love with glanced back up at me to see my reaction, that was probably nothing but shock and hurt. With anyone else, if they had told me that, I probably would've lost it. I would've shouted, got angry, then storm out, but we had never fought before and I didn't want to start now.

"If that's how you feel, then I'll go," I said softly and rose off the couch, heading towards the door, when I felt a hand on my shoulder, turning me around. His eyes pierced through my heart like daggers.

"That's it then? I thought you'd get mad, I expected a fight - an argument at least," He frowned and I felt something rub against my leg, glancing down, I saw it was Apollo. When I looked up, Sage's eyes had followed mine and he was now looking at his pet with sad eyes, knowing the cat would miss me.

"I don't want to fight, why start when we're ending it anyway? I'd like to stay on good terms," I murmured and waited for him to respond, but he remained quiet. I broke away from him and went towards the door, opening it. "Goodbye, Sage."

"Goodbye, Chester," I heard him depressingly mutter before I shut the door behind me, tears immediately streaking down my face. Sure, it didn't end horribly, but for my heart it had.

'I just don't think I love you anymore...' The words buzz around my head as I make my way back home. My heart was shattered and my mind was still stuck on his brilliantly blue eyes that I doubted I'd ever forget. Those eight words crushed me more than he probably thought it would. I'd lost someone I considered perfect for me, I wasn't sure how I'd be able to find anyone better than him.

Once I was finally back home, I tried to distract myself from the heartbreak. I was crying as I sifted through my mail, beginning to break into sobs as I flipped through bill after bill after bill. I was broke, I couldn't pay for any of this. The last of my money was spent on an anniversary gift for Sage and I couldn't return it. I was too blinded by love to care about finances and now I'm penniless and heartbroken.

My tears came to a stop when I came across something I wasn't expecting. A band I thought would completely disregard me from California was reaching out to me after I sent in a demo of my own music. It was asking me to make a new demo tape with their songs and my heart started racing. I doubted they'd want me in the end, but the opportunity was there and I was almost twenty three, it'd be the perfect time to get discovered.

I wanted to work on the new demo tape immediately, but I had no energy left from crying so much and I wasn't sure I could do it with Sage in mind. I could already feel the pit of depression beginning to devour me as it used to before he came into my life. I decided I'd work on it later and went to my room, letting my body collapse onto my bed. Within moments I found myself falling asleep to daydreams of being in a big time band, though my dreams crushed my fantasies with Sage, telling me he didn't love me over and over again.