I Feel it's happening again.

I'm not 100% sure, as I was before.

I can just see it.

"Rumour has it, she's been thinking about it", is how it happened last time. This time, it's more like, "We need to talk about things." Again I get to wait for another phone call to tell me she needs to see me. This time I'm sure I'm a bit more prepared, even though last time I knew more than I do now that it was going to happen. It could be something else, my mind could very well be wandering, but I'm still nearly convinced that this is it. Odd, how I'm talking to the same person I was last time, just waiting for this person to say, "I bet your shaking like a leaf." This would be the second time I've ever heard this person say those words. The first time, my heart was split in half. This time, who knows. But it all seems to be happening again. As much as I know it should, I don't want it to.

This is the end, for the second time. A bit more voluntary than the first, but I resent it still more than ever.
The worst part is, it's going to happen exactly the opposite way I always thought it would.