The rain was falling heavily, racing over his features, but you didn’t stop. You crossed the street with steady steps, as if you didn’t see him… as if Alex wasn’t standing there, waiting for you in the rain.

But you knew, you knew that he wouldn’t let you pass that easily.

— “You won’t even say hello?” His voice came from behind you, soft… but hiding something darker behind it.

You ignored him, but his steps approached you. A moment later, he was beside you, walking with you as if this was normal, as if he wasn’t part of a past that had long since ended.

— “What do you want, Alex?” you said quietly, without looking at him.

— “I want to understand.”

You stopped your steps, finally turning to him. His face was wet with rain, his hair stuck to his forehead, but his eyes were burning as they always had been… as if you were an inextinguishable fuel inside him.

— “Understand what?”

Alex smiled, but it was the smile of someone on the verge of madness.

— “How can you go on without me… when I haven’t learned how to live without you yet?”

You took a step back, but his hand grabbed your wrist, not forcefully, but with desperate pleading.

— “Let go of my hand, Alex.” You whispered.

He refused and pulled you closer to him. He was just waiting… because obsession doesn’t end with just being apart.

“Come back to me… please.”