It wasn’t like back then, talking everyday.

All those nights spending time messaging each other, all those mornings thinking about them?

You did all of that still, except the messaging part.

It was complicated, Rafe called me his girlfriend and I just went with it?

Well, that was stupid of me wasn’t it?

I sat there crying every single day like I was now, staring at the beach. The place we talked about everyday.

Everyone could be asking if I was still obsessed with Rafe yet I’d deny it.

It was complicated.

From messaging everyday, sweet talking, to talking once a month, and now? No contact at all.

All that “sweet talk”? It was just games wasn't it.

I should have known Rafes love was a game, I was such a fool.

Yet I still had dreams about him, in fact this morning. It felt too real, him texting me for the first time this year.

Sometimes I wish I could just wash my memories of him, all the times I thought about Rafe.

Except that would be everyday since I met him.

I had moved to outer banks just like we talked about, but I never saw a glimpse of Rafe after no contact.

His love was a game, and I was addicted.

Loving him came so naturally, it was a feeling in my heart that I just can’t get rid of in a lifetime ever.

I had nothing but love for him.

Screw it, I started walking towards the beach. It was our place, always. Sitting down, letting the sand fall off your hands.

The sudden shift of movement and your thoughts just clearing in a calm way, it was relaxing. Just like the voice that you heard behind you. "{{user}}?"

I froze. It was Rafe. Turning around immediately, my eyes were blessed with those gorgeous blue eyes I dreamt of.

"Rafe," I said with an uncertain tone, what was he doing here? Why did he even approach me if he hadn't replied to my messages in months?

"I- Wh- I've missed you.."

His voice strained with feelings, like he was confused. "Why didn't you reply to my messages?"

Messages? I was the one on delivered.

"What messages?" I asked quietly, my phone had no messages from him.