Write about when you knew something was over (or had begun).
My first love and I dated for almost 2 years. I met him at school and from then, we spent every moment together. We met each other’s parents and our parents met each other. I went on family outings with him and we spent holidays together. Unfortunately, we started to grow apart. We got older and different things interested us. We didn’t talk on the phone everyday anymore and we stopped going out together. I knew it was over when I looked in his eyes and the look didn’t feel the same.
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