Dave looks at me while trying to decide if he will believe my story or not. It is so far-fetched that I am sure that EVEN if he loves Lyrica, he will doubt my words.
"Is this your way of breaking up with me?" he asks.
Just as I thought, it won't be that easy, huh? "I am not breaking up with you, Dave. I am trying to tell you the truth. I see that the other Lyrica might have loved you."
"So, this is your punishment because I am too busy? Or do you want to visit a psychologist?"
I facepalm. Of course. He's not the type to believe in it. Even I, will have a hard time believing ME. And I am sure that in the future when I am already an old woman, having the chance to meet Calais will be just a nice dream.
I lean on the couch and close my eyes. I miss Calais. I want his touch all over my body. I want to kiss him again.
"Lyrica!"
