Julian Parrish sat alone in his room. He could hear his sister, Jenny murmuring something in the background. She had come to stay with him for the weekend, since his ex was dropping off Nikki, his daughter the next day. Julian had planned for a romantic weekend with Marti for weeks. He planned to show her the new house he bought, hoping to ask her to move in with him, and start building a life together. But when his ex called with an emergency, he had no choice.

He had come into the house with Jenny saying "hello", and "why are you back?" but had ignored it and walked right into his room. Tears flowed out of his already swollen eyes as apprehension came to him, that he could no longer go back to the home that he, and hopefully Marti would have built together. It would simply be too embarrassing, and although he felt he should go back, at least to talk to her, his pride was too strong. Yet, as he sat in his room, his eyes continued to drift towards the framed photos of Marti and himself, happily laughing on his nightstand. The pictures were taken the year before when Julian had taken Marti to a concert of her favorite band for their one-year anniversary.

Savanna opened the door before he had a chance to knock.

"Hey there Professor! Or Julian? Or something else you'd like me to call you? Mr, Parrish?" Savanna nervously stuttered.

"Julian is fine, thanks" he smiled.

"Marti looks fabulous by the way. We went out yesterday and bought this beautiful blue dress, and it just looks amazing. And she picked out that tie for you, oh, which I see that you're wearing. She's still getting ready but she'll be out in like two seconds."

As if on cue, Marti stepped out of her room and Julian froze. Their eyes locked and they held their gazes.

"Umm, well have fun you two. Marti, I won't wait up" Savanna winked and skipped away.

He walked towards her, "you look breathtaking"

"Thank you!"

"So this is why I had this tie tonight, so we could match?" he joked

"What can I say? I'm a bit of a romantic… well only with you" she laughed.

"Well I'm glad, ready to go?"

They went to a nice restaurant that Julian had made reservations for. "I have one last surprise for you".

"Really? Does it involve you and I in a hotel room, and naked?" she joked.

"I thought that would be expected. Too hopeful?" he laughed, "but no," he handed her an envelope, "happy anniversary".

She opened the envelope and read the card inside. 'I love you' it read. Tears gathered in her eyes. The couple had never verbally expressed these three words. But it worked for them. Both were guarded, afraid of the possibility of being hurt, until today. "Thank you!" she leaned over the table and kissed him. She sat back down and put her hands back into the envelope and pulled out two tickets to her favorite band, "The Script". Tickets that have been sold out since they had first come out eight months ago.

Their date had been amazing, they had gone back to the hotel after the concert and made love all night long. "I love you too" he heard her whisper as she snuggled into him, thinking he was asleep. He smiled and held her closer.

Julian got up and turned on the radio. He couldn't let his sister hear him as he cried; he wouldn't be able to deal with the questions tonight. Just his luck, "Breakeven" played on the radio but he didn't have the strength to change the station. He just laid back on his bed, closed his eyes, and tried to imagine life without Marti.

They say bad things happen for a reason

But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding

'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving

And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no

Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain

You took your suitcase, I took the blame.

Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh

'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing

Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in

'Cause I got time while she got freedom

'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break

No it don't break

No it don't break even no

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and

What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok

I'm falling to pieces yeah

I'm falling to pieces yeah

(One still in love while the other ones leaving)

I'm falling to pieces

('Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)