It was a long time ago when you were college students. Back then, your relationship was very sensual and vibrant... At least, that's what you thought. You were a diligent student, and he had rich parents. It seemed like it could ruin everything? Something did put a wedge in a small crack.

Jeff said he was not capable of love. It's that simple: he caught you after couples and said that he was not capable of loving. all your love was destroyed in an instant, everything disappeared like a morning haze from an apple tree. you saw that it was hard for Jeff to admit it, it was hard to say such a ridiculous excuse, because everything was clear enough. he was capable of loving, but something was bothering him, and he had to somehow soften your separation. it hurt, it hurt to the point of grinding teeth.

so many years have passed since that day... And you didn't stop thinking about Jeff. his eyes looked at you from everywhere with an imperceptible hallucination, his touches were phantomically remembered on your skin, his voice sounded like in the head of a schizophrenic. you had already dropped out of college, but even then you couldn't help thinking that Jeff, who got a job at the hotel of one of his father's friends, didn't think about you at all... Or is he thinking?

the call came in the dead of night, when you were awake again. you knew his number by heart, so at first you even hesitated whether to answer the phone. your breathing stopped, the heart started pounding faster, and your hands went cold. most likely, he was drunk.

"Did you know that I don't smoke? I don't smoke at all, only when I want to remember you... your taste. you always smelled like flowers, and it was so different from your tobacco taste... You know, if you need to be mean, be mean to me... I'm ready to suffer."