"I know you were trouble when you walked in…."

"I don't love you anymore."

This sound still lingers in my ears, like the last

song syndrome.  The only thing I was able

to say at that moment was the word "Okay."

This isn't the first time I heard those words, but

every time it hits different, it makes me feel numb and more indifferent than

the first time these words are said.

And this is how our story started... as the other

one ends...

"I LOVED HIM WITH ALL OF MY HEART. I GAVE HIM

EVERYTHING I HAVE; THERE IS NOTHING MORE I CAN GIVE!" I blurted out of

dismay while having coffee with my best friend, Kyle.

"Stop crying! You look so F*CK*ng terrible\,"

he said.

Kyle is never comforting. He is not the type of

friend you should count on when sugarcoating and making you feel better. Kyle

is not that type of friend; I can never emphasize that enough. He is the one

who says things straight to the point! Kyle will tell you what you should hear,

whether you like it or not, and that is what I like about him! He is always

genuine, he might not be kind, but he is always the sincere and honest friend

you can rely on.

"You know, babe, here is all I can say, and

you better listen because my time is so expensive, and you keep on wasting it!

You do not deserve this! There are so many fishes in the sea. Stop your

obsession over a F*CK*ng SHRIMP!" Kyle said in a tone that is calm but

stern.

"But I love him! It is not something I chose

or something I can easily control, as they say, Love is Blind," I

retorted.

"You know what, I am done here! This is a

waste of my precious life and valuable time! Go chase after pot of gold at the

end of the elusive rainbow, the hell I care, "Kyle responded in a cold

tone and is about to leave the coffee shop where we are.

"Where are you going?" I asked while

grabbing his arms in an attempt to stop him from leaving. "You are

supposed to console me and listen to my stories. That's what friends are for,"

I said in a firm tone.

"Friend? Friends listen to each other. We are

not Friends!" Kyle returned as he storms out of the coffee shop.

I ran after him after I paid our order, this guy

walks so fast! He is nowhere to be seen when I got out of the Coffee Shop, I

tried to call and message him, but he is not responding to any of it.

I've decided to just go home and finish the novel I

am writing; by the way, I work as a Writer on a web novel application, and not

to brag, my work is always on the Top 10. I love to write about femme fatale

characters who are strong and untamable, women who are good at everything they

do and are loved by many men. Men who will die for them and who are willing to

give everything they have even for the tiniest attention, the slightest sign of

them being loved by the main character. I hope this is also true for me.  Well, at most, I am good at everything I do.

People call me intelligent and beautiful who seem to have the "Midas'

Touch." I am a consistent honor student, and I also slay pageants; this is

why most people will think that I am living an easy life. Well, at some

aspects, yes, except for one -Love!

For some reason, I always end up falling in love

with assholes! I mean, I do not even know why. I seldom have suitors; people

say men get intimidated by me and my achievements, and I am not sure if that is

true, but that is how things seem. I had my first real suitor in college; he is

my first and only boyfriend with whom I have had an on-and-off relationship for

five years now. He cheated on me, called me boring, ignored me throughout our

relationship. Still, for some reason, I am tied to him just as an elephant is

connected to the pole he was stuck into while growing up- I know I can get out

of this abusive relationship, but it is easier said than done. I always end up

either clinging to him or accepting him regardless of the situation. I know

this is stupid, and I should be the one suffering, but I can't help it.

I think the Black Pink song Kill this Love before

It kills me too, and I know Kyle is frustrated with me. He is always the one

who picks me up when I fall. Whenever I need a drink or when I just need

someone to talk to. He never comforts me the way my other friends do, but he is

always accurate and on point. Sometimes, we need a friend who will not

sugarcoat our stupidity and tell us upfront that we are messed up and that we

deserve better. He is always there for me when I needed him. He is such a good

friend, if he is not gay, I would have married him already, but he doesn't like

girls. I would admit that I have this gut feeling that he likes me; however,

that is RIDICULOUS, so I would just drive away that illusion and look at things

from an objective point of view. Do you know what destroys friendships almost

100% of the time? When the line between friendship and romance is blurry, I do

not want to lose this friendship; that is why I always look at things

objectively, but let me tell you a secret, sometimes he makes my heart flutter.

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