Believe me I'm a liar

"I've been thinking about you lately," Phoebe said almost absentmindedly gazing outside. The first snow of the year had just started to fall and she loved watching the greys of the cobbled streets turn into white. The slight chuckle of her partner made her reluctantly shift her gaze towards him. "I regret us. I mean a part of me always regretted leaving you", she said looking into his eyes. "I'm surprised I even cross your mind. And it's hard to believe you. The only time you ever think about me is when you've reached rock bottom and you need someone to drag you up. I've learnt that over the years and I'm not falling for it again." Phoebe looked outside again at the snow covered Chrysanthemums adorning the window sill of the cafe they were in. The bright purple was almost gone now. "Part of what you said is true.  But there's a reason I keep coming back. There's a reason I think of you every time things go wrong. You're not that great an advisor really. Your words can't turn my life back around. It's just you. Your presence. It gives me comfort. Do you remember when we used to call each other at night and just sleep with the phone on?" she paused to take a deep breath and then chugged the entire coffee in front of her, then added, "I guess what I mean to say is that I've never felt at home with anyone else but you." 

Silence

The snowfall was getting heavier now, almost emulating with the atmosphere inside the cafe. "Ugh, thanks, I guess. Listen, I think there's going to be a snowstorm soon and it's also getting pretty dark outside. I better get home to the kids. Steph has been taking care of them the whole day. She must need a break. Oh, and do say hello to Mark from me."

Tasnim Odrika is having an existential crisis at the moment and doesn't really know who she is anymore. Send her compliments at odrika_02@yahoo.com.