“Every break up has a story, that should be told.”

20 weeks later

People say, love hurts. I guess it's not true. If you've been in true love before, you would agree. Love is just a feeling. It's the person you fall in love with, who are the most toxic addiction in world that could make, or break you.

You fall in love, you make the other person your whole world, all of your talks, smiles and everything is related to them. But one day, they withdraw themselves and it hurts you.

You try to move on, sometime you find someone better or you simply fail in the process of moving on.

Her breath was stitched to my heart. Her dreams were adorned in my eyes. The taste of her lips, still lingered in my memory.

She was, and is my favorite flavour. How could I forget her?

So here I'm, still unable to forget love of my life, stuck in rehab, my beautiful, schizophrenic girl; Alisha.

It's been around 4 months, I saw her last. We talked occasionally on phone, once in a month. She told me that she explained everything to her parents and they were sending her for therapy.

When will she return? No idea.

She would ask sometimes, if I've started seeing someone, to which I just laugh and she just huffs out in anger, but deep down I know, there must be a smile on her face knowing that I still love her.

Maybe now, more than ever I had.

I would be lying if I said, I didn't try to like another girls. But it never happened. I'm like, asexual, when it comes to anyone beside her.

My body is auto functioned for her only.

It was one lazy sunday morning again. Despite my need to crawl in bed, plug in earphones and hear her voice recordings and read her emails again; I dragged myself to work my shift at nearby cafe.

School was starting soon again, and nothing would be same without her. It sucked, a big time.

I entered the cafe, and took my place behind the counter.

I loved to work here, simply because smell of caffeine reminded me of her.

She was a coffee addict.

And also a big music fan.

This cafe had both. Every Sunday, people came with their guitars, and sang their favourite songs to entertain everyone.

Everything I done, reminded me of her. Still I wonder, if she thinks of me as much as me?

I broke away from train of my thoughts, as I felt someone tugging on my hands.

A little girl around age of five, was there with a big pretty smile on her face which you just can't resist grinning back to.

"This is for you." She flashed a paper, bouncing up and down on her feet.

I took it from her and read it,

I find pieces of us, in every song I listen to;
And baby suddenly, all the love songs were about you ❤
- A

I knew the writing. I knew who could use these lines. I knew what 'A' stood for. But I couldn't believe...she was here.

Before I could get time to come back to my senses, a guitar tune flooded the cafe.

Everything around me paused, because I was staring into her eyes. Forget all the shooting stars and the millions poetries they write, her eyes could beat the beauty of every thing on the earth.

We kept staring at each other, until she broke into a smile. There was a spark in her eyes as she smiled, like fire playing with tides of black ocean, and it was  the most exquisite sight.

She was sitting on a high stool, with guitar in her hands. Her hairs were little shorter than last time, cheeks glowing pink and she was looking healthier than before.

Also did she got more beautiful in these months or was it just me thinking so?

"These days I haven't been sleeping,
Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.
When your birthday passed and I didn't call."

Her fingers moved on chords of guitar and lips synced in a soft melody.

She missed my birthday, I wasn't complaining. But when she sang, that she hadn't been sleeping, her eyes turned sad as she looked at me.

Maybe, she'd sleep peacefully now, that she'll with me.

"And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized I loved you in the fall."

We fell in love in summer. During our school trip, when I was the designated driver. We talked and laughed and by the end of trip, I couldn't help but to ask her to be my girlfriend.

"And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".

Her eyes never left mine, and I saw all her insecurities creep up into her eyes without any veil of pretence this time.

And it broke my heart.

She took a deep breath as tears streamed down her face,

"So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."
And I go back to December all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time..."

Her voice cracked as she broke down into tears freely.

I walked upto her, she stood up, placing her guitar aside.

Her hands stretched towards me, and we intertwined our fingers like lost pieces of puzzle.

She stepped closer and whispered softly on my lips,

"I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile,
So good to me, so right..."

She dragged her fingers lightly on the sides of my mouth making me smile like a goofy idiot.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. She closed every distance between us, hiding her face in the crook of my neck and I could feel her smiling on my skin.

I nuzzled my face in her hairs, breathing in her familiar scent. Oh so familiar and damn attractive.

"I missed you." She said, when we finally pulled out of hug because of hollering of people in cafe.

"I missed you too." I smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

She smiled back and we just stood their looking at each other with giddy smiles on our faces like kids. She pinched my cheeks making them flush pink, giggling a little to which I slapped her hand away.

"It's not gonna be easy," she bit down her lip and whispered.

I know what was she talking about.

I nodded.

"It's going to be really hard." She said again.

I let out a soft hum, walking with her to the outside of cafe.

"How we will-"

I didn't let her complete the sentence, because my lips had captured hers and were planning to kiss her until she let go off her little doubts.

She sighed, and gave into the kiss making me smile.

God, how miserably I had missed her and this.

"Sometimes, I wonpder that too? If our love is worth fighting for. But then, I remember your face and wars you went through and then I'm like "bring it on." I told her, breaking our kiss for a moment.

"I want you. All of you."

"Forever?" She asked, hope shining through her eyes.

"Always."

Everything happens for a reason. I realised why I never moved on.

Because in the end, my heartbreaker became my healer.

Every heartbreak, every fight, every emotion was worth it, because we had a story that was worth fighting for.

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THE END

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