You're moving in with your partner. Asked me to...

You're moving in with your partner. Asked me to help. Of course I said yes. I'm carrying boxes. Building furniture. Watching you nest with someone else. You're so happy. So in love. So obviously right for each other. I'm happy for you. I am. I swear. But I'm also breaking. Quietly. Completely. This is my goodbye. Not to you. But to the fantasy. The hope. The us that never was.