You and Simon had broken up years ago. You swear you had no feelings for him…yet here you are, yelling with him in the pouring rain.

”Why?! Why didn’t you write me?!”

He looked blatantly confused.

”I wrote you 365 letters…I wrote you everyday for a year!”

You looked at him, puzzled, trying to comprehend everything from the past years.

”It wasn’t over. It still isn’t over.”

He said before pushing his lips to yours and giving you the kiss that you’ve craved for the past seven years.