A D A MI think I have almost ten glasses of vodka already. I feel my head spin around the room. But I can see Naya and that guy in the coffee shop laughing, smiling talking, perhaps flirting too. Why does it hurt so bad to watch someone you love laugh with someone else. It's been three months and it hurts me knowing she jas moved on. This is what I wanted for her. Why can't I be happy? She deserves this. I deserve to see it. I deserve this pain. My prayer was for her to be happy with or without me by her side but I didn't understand now that I'm seeing the evidence of her being happy, it break my heart again. I wasn't supposed to see it. I was inside the coffee shop but I didn't recognize her with short hair. She looks so beautiful in that hair. The moment I was outside and look inside, I recognize her smile. It's been three months since I saw her smile. I wonder how long she's been dating that guy. They look so happy enjoying each other's company. I wish I am that guy. “Chloe?”

It's been raining for days now. The colder it gets the less likely I want to get up from the bed. The rain keeps pouring out day and night, leaving me always cold and crumpled up in my bedroom for a week. So I haven't been outside the city until tonight when I decided to grab some coffee instead of ordering it online.New York City looks so gloomy but it's the busiest city I've ever known. Everyone's busy catching their dreams across the streets and buildings. This could be the city I would love to be in.While the raindrops fill the streets, and as I wait for the pedestrian line to open in a green light, I stare at the girl from the other side of the sidewalk. She stands there wearing a pink floral dress with her long sleeves that hang low past her elbows. Her eyes are hiding under the umbrella and the reason I am staring at her is because there's something about her lips. The way her deep pink lips rest still in an emotion-less line. There's something about them. Her hair spreads in