Max
I sat down at the coffee shop, sipping my coffee, trying to reflect on my memories.
I gazed at my phone, expecting a call from her each time. However, Lila did not make any calls. Even a text message.
Many days had passed since I last encountered her. Days since she had left my life without even looking back.
I attempted to persuade myself that it didn't matter to me any longer. That I did not require her.
But whom was I deceiving? The truth is that I need her in my life. Anyway, life is about pretending sometimes.
But I don't need to pretend to her.
The truth is that her life matters to me.
Even Derek, my friend, is not where to be found. I was expecting him for our normal discussion about Lila since we met last month when he told me he would check on me again. Where can I see him now that his number is not available?
I needed to see James for some inquiries.
