It had been two weeks since you had met Mark. You bumped into each other everyday on the street; he no longer carried his camera around with him, just a couple of sandwiches that he handed to people or was pushing his bike with him.

Conversations became more prominent each day, instead of just small talk, there was an actual point developing to what you discussed. You talked about both of your work, and you heard all about his roommate Roger, whilst you told him of your roommates.

Even though it had only been a fortnight, you felt as though you had been old friends, and with everyday you wished for more. He was a kind-hearted man and was able to make your laugh no matter how sad you had felt before, but you were almost certain he didn't see you the same. He always seemed to be in a good mood and had a smile on his face making sure your expression mirrored his. However today that wasn't the case.

His cheeks were red, and his eyes bloodshot. You were instantly worrying about him. What made the frown appear on his face? He always seemed to be happy even when things seemed to get tough. You couldn't imagine what could make him look so sour.

"Are you okay Mark?" You asked.

"Yeah," he sighed, clearly not being sincere.

"Have you been crying?"

Mark frowned pushing his glasses along his nose. "My girlfriend, Maureen, she... urgh... she broke up with me."

Your heart sank. He had had a girlfriend the whole time and now she had broken his heart, which equally made you sad.

"Oh..." you paused not sure how to console him. "What happened?"

"Well she cheated on me, and then ended it. I guess it was a blessing in disguise, seen as she hooked up with a woman whilst we were together. I am not too upset she left me, more that she cheated," he shrugged.

You gently rested a hand on his shoulder attempting to comfort him. She didn't seem like the best person, but he must have loved her at some point. You continued to ask him about her. He told you of a beautiful woman who was talented and outgoing, someone who pursued what she wanted and who she wanted. You knew you were nothing like her and that just broke you more as you knew you would never have a chance with him.

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Written by Charlotte.

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