Choices.

We all make them, don’t we?

Daily, we choose what to eat, do, make, create, all that stuff.

Did you ever realise how much power lays in your hands?

Did you ever realise what you can do to other people?

Did you ever realise how much pain you can cause?

Yes, I’m talking about you.

You’re the one I simply can’t forget.

No matter how much I try, it’s simply too hard.

You’ve engrained yourself in my mind with your choice to stay with me for a while.

Then you hurt me with your choice to leave.

Again, do you realise what power you hold?

You can hurt so many people.

And yet, you decided to hurt me. The person you used to love.

Isn’t that cruel?

Isn’t that rude?

Isn’t that absolutely heartwrenching?

Aren’t you feeling sad?

Aren’t you feeling it?

Are you feeling anything at all?

You’re cold, your heart is like a stone.

And I thought I could trust you.

I thought we’d spend the rest of our life together.

But as it turns out-

…

My alarm went off before I could finish the sentence. I sighed and slammed my hand on the clock to make it shut up.

My room was a mess. Dirty laundry was lying around everywhere - I completely forgot to wash it. Or rather, I simply couldn’t be bothered to do it. I’m in one of my favorite shirts right now anyway. I lowered my head and pressed the fabric of the collar against my nose.

Yep...still smells like him.

I looked back down at the paper in my hand. I was lying on my stomach, legs in the air. My bed was undone and messy after being wrapped up in the blanket for so long. I put the paper and pen on my nightstand and let out another sigh, rolling on my back to look at the ceiling. My torn poster of Orlando Bloom was still pinned to the ceiling, I’ve had it since I was thirteen. Back then, I was more concerned with the Lord of the Rings trilogy than boys or partners or romance. Now? He was all I could think about.

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Eventually, I found the strength to get out of bed. My legs carried me to the kitchen, where I grabbed a bun with jam filling and bit into it. I love the taste of strawberries. My gaze wandered to the clock on the wall. It was about 1pm. I still can’t believe I’ve been living off of frozen pizza and buns with jam filling for about a week now. Well, it sure as hell showed on my body. I’ve never been the prettiest or slimmest, but I’ve noticed that I got a small belly over the past week. I lifted up my shirt and poked my stomach with one finger. Hehe.

It was then that my phone rang. I looked at who it was. My buddy Pauline! I picked up.

“Hey there Pauline!” I said with a cheery smile on my lips. She couldn’t see or hear it, but it was still there. Pauline has been there for me ever since the breakup, so I would basically do anything for her. I owe her one.

“Hey Sarah! I need you to check your Insta feed.”

That was an odd request. I haven’t been on Instagram in about two weeks. “Sure. I don’t know what you want from me, but anything for you, Paulie.” So I sat down at my kitchen table, pressing the phone against my ear with my shoulder as I opened my laptop. I opened Instagram and scrolled through my feed.

“There’s nothing. Why did you want me to check this?”

“Scroll a bit further. Actually, wait, I can send you the post.”

After about six seconds, I had a new DM from my bestie. I opened it and clicked on the post. It was a selfie of Thomas. I...didn’t know he had Instagram.

“Wow, thanks for reminding me of him. You’re great, Pauline.”

“No, look at the most recent post. Don’t freak out.”

I did as told. And my heart sank.

Thomas announced that he would be visiting Meristone...in a week. To visit relatives, he wrote. For about a week. I took my phone back in my hand and looked at the screen.

“You’re shitting me.”

“You’re seeing it yourself. He’s coming back tomorrow.”

“And here I thought he left for real.”

I leaned back in my chair and a light smile formed on my lips. I couldn’t believe it! Maybe he was coming back for...for me! That would be incredible! I knew we were meant to be together! Oh my gosh, I need to-

“Earth to Sarah? Are you listening to me?”

I snapped back to reality.

“Oh, yeah. What were you saying?”

“You’re unbelievable. As I’ve just said, this is your chance to make up with him and maybe heal some old wounds. What do you say?”

“And win him back, obviously.”

“...what? Sarah, you’ve been apart for half a year now. He probably already moved on. After all, he moved to the capital for his new job and everything. He started a new life, and you should too.”

“Yeah, yeah...whatever you say.”

“I’m serious. Fuck, I have to stop. My boss is calling me. See ya later at Clara’s?”

“Right. See you in four hours.”

And she stopped the call. I left the laptop open for a while, before I slowly shut it and smiled to myself. My life hasn’t been going well in the past six months, but that’s okay! Things are finally turning for the better. I knew he’d return to me one day. In my head, I already made a plan on how I would go about it. I would prepare myself, my apartment and everything else this week so I can at least be presentable. Then I’ll invite him to my place, or Clara’s, for a coffee and then we could talk about everything. We might’ve not ended on the best terms, but surely he wanted to make sure our issues would stay in the past.

Who knows? Maybe we could start anew. My smile widened.

This is going to be an eventful week.