Love can be cruel.
The mornings come by so fast these days and it feels like i never even slept.
The memories of him linger all around me and it’s painfully impossible to get him out of my head. There’s no way to reach out to him, i made sure there was no way i could.
But he’s able to reach out to me so i spend days waiting for that call from an unknown number. I sit and wait for anything that points to him still wanting me.
I don’t know how long i’ve sat frozen on my bed since i opened my eyes but I don’t care. I fight back the tears that are struggling and battling to make their way out of my eyes.
Crying would only mean I accepted that he doesn’t want me anymore so I won’t cry.
“I won’t cry”, i keep saying to myself in hushed whispers.
Or should i go to him? I might have blocked out every way of reaching him online but i know where he is physically.
“Should i just go to him?” I asked myself clearly this time.
My phone ringing pulled me out of my thoughts. I stared at it as it vibrated.
I should pick up but i was scared that it was him and I was more scared that it wasn’t going to be him calling.
I finally picked up the phone and the unknown number flashing on my screen made my heart leap a thousand times.
I put the phone to my ear gently waiting to hear his voice.
“Juliette” I hear him say. It has been over 50 days since i heard his voice and my name being the first thing out of his mouth stopped my body from functioning.
“Hey” I managed to breathe out.
“Uhm, i’m sorry for disturbing but i’ve been searching for my debit card since the last time we saw and it just clicked that i might have left it at your place. Do you mind checking for me?” He said.
I shut my eyes for what felt like years.
Love can be cruel.