I rushed to Emma's house . Emma took one look at my swollen eyes and torn lips , and without a word , she wrapped her arms around me . We fell asleep that way , holding each other through the night . The next day , I hurriedly packed my belongings at Leo's place while he was at work . As soon as I walked in , I noticed a lot of my instruments sitting in the living room . Not only the piano , but also the flute and guitar that I had brough with me to play , which were piled up in a way that didn't fit in with the whole room . Some people , some things , were not meant to belong here . On the table sat yesterday's " Endless Summer , " now placed in a vase by Leo as if trying to preserve something already broken . But even the symbol of eternal love had fallen to the ground twice , as if to remind me that some things are simply not meant to last . It seemed destined . One - sided love no matter how deeply felt , cannot last forever . It took me seven long years to finally accept that truth . With resolve hardening in my chest , I gathered my belonging and walked out the door , not daring to look back .