You openly admit that you’re healing but are you really? Why did i even agree to date you when you havent moved on?

No, but seriously why did I agree to date you when you’re not over sofia? — I stared at my phone waiting for any message from rafe, was this how he treated sofia too?

Or was it just me. The second love of his life.

Every time I asked rafe for reassurance it had led to me being insecure, but in the end I realized something about this whole relationship.

How does reassurance make it okay? His feelings weren’t gone, only words that once said I love you to sofia were gone.

I waited all this time thinking that maybe it was because that was his first love and he'd be over her. Now? — I realized that it wont ever happen, not with rafe at least.

But I craved rafe, not sofia, not any other girl. Me. {{user}}. I did. So I waited, over and over. And I still am. I really do care, I care the most, and no body notices it. I was the one who did, I really do and no one sees it.

My stomach churned, was rafe not even bothered by the absence of us talking? Hugging my knees to my chest, leaning against my bed frame. There it was, his notification.

Immediately accepting, answering the phone like my fingers automatically were attached to the call button. It was a face time call, you were smiling just by the bare minimum.

"Hey, sofia-"

sofia. Did he mean to call me her name? Did he mean to call me at all?

"My name is {{user}}."

You watched rafe pause, his body movement freeze. What? sofia? The pit inside your stomach grew larger, your hands getting cold.

rafe wished he could go back, or at least comfort you but he couldn't do that through the screen. Just staring back at each other, the glimmering tear rolling off your cheek.

Pressing my lips together, trying to keep it together. Hands clenching so tightly that my nails almost dug deep into my skin — rafe opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

Well isn’t this embarrassing. My cheeks flushed, why did I even believe he could change?