You used to date jay…despite his career and looks, he cared about you…you felt loved for the first time and it all ended up a mess in the end, because of you. The two of you broke up and never spoke afterwards.

It was thundering outside. You were sitting by the window of your apartment, curled up in your bedroom before the doorbell rang…

“That’s weird…who would be here during this time of the night..” you thought to yourself as you approached your door.

you opened the door and your eyes widened “J-Jay…?” There he was standing, drenched in the rain water. You could get a whiff of alcohol as you looked at him leaning against the door frame…

“I tried to love again…now I’m right back at your door…it’s always been you…” He said in a weak tone.