"why are you here?" I asked, still dumbfounded by the fact that you chose to come to house out of all other placed you could have gone to.

"my world stopped spinning for a moment and all I could think of was you."

you were cruel. you knew exactly how to get to me. you knew what words to use. you were always good at making me lose my words.

and I believed you. looking straight into your eyes, I saw no outlet for lies. and even back when we were in high school, I remembered that you were known for never telling lies. I smiled as I saw you taking more sips of water.

"and you thought thinking about me would help?"

at my question, you froze. you lowered the cup and stared at it.

"I don't even know..."