Coffee in the Morning

one: new beginnings

Lily

My fists clench tightly as I mentally brace myself for what is to come. Today, I was supposed to be going on a date with my boyfriend whom I've been dating for almost two years, (April would be our anniversary) but really it was all just a sad excuse for my boyfriend to dump me. I could see it coming for months.

First, he stopped taking me out so much.

Then, he took longer to reply to his messages or phone calls.

Next, he got moody. He never smiled around me anymore, and he's a very happy person.

After, he stopped saying "I'm in love with you." That was our thing. It hurt the most.

And suddenly out of absolutely nowhere, he became all happy like nothing was ever wrong to begin with; he met someone new -- someone better.

He thought I had no idea about his little affair with Monica. Daniel told me they were just friends. Deep down, I knew better. All of the signs were there. I was in complete denial, to say the least.

I didn't bother to ask him if I was enough,
because I already knew the answer.

"Lily-" Daniel begins.

"No. Stop it. I know what you're going to say and I don't wanna hear it." I say in a quiet voice. I hug myself tightly while looking around the coffee shop as if it would shield me from getting my heart shattered into microscopic pieces.

"Well, what did you expect? Did you want me to tell you that I'm sorry I fell out of love with you? It's like you're not even happy for Monica and I." He questions, with a pained expression tinted onto his face. I hold back my tears. It's happening all too soon. I'm not ready to give Daniel up yet. But I'll have to let him go.

It's not like I can just say, "no, you're not dumping me until I say so; like ever." If I did then I'd legally change my name to Taylor Swift or something. She's notorious for having some really nasty breakups. I guess that you can say I prefer to not have any bad blood in between mine.

"That's not fair." I trail off.

Shaking my head I say, "It doesn't work like that and you know it. I'm happy for you but I can't help that it hurts like hell seeing you with someone else. You don't choose who you fall in love with because it just happens, I get it. But why does it hurt so god damn much to let you go?"

Daniel sighs, "Because you'll miss the memories. I'll miss them too, but you'll make better ones, with other people."

I nod mindlessly, staring off into space. Daniel reaches over and puts his hand on my thigh, trying to comfort me. I stiffen immediately under his touch. It doesn't have that warm, comforting effect on me anymore, now it's just unfamiliar.

"I'll see you when time allows it." Daniel tells me. He stands up, presses a short kiss on my forehead as a bid goodbye, then walks out of the coffee shop without another word, leaving me completely and utterly heartbroken.

one year later

"He's cute, isn't he?" My best friend, Cara asks, staring down an attractive (or so she says) college guy.

I shrug not even looking, "I guess."

Cara chokes on her water and smacks my arm, "You guess?! Are you crazy?! He's basically a walking sex god! Just look at those curls, mm mm mm-."

"Ouch." I scoff, rubbing my stinging arm. Cara rolls her eyes at me playfully and continues to type away on her phone.

I decide to steal a glance at this so called, "Sex God" and my breath is automatically taken away by his beauty. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen, hands down. I don't know his name, but he has magnificent green eyes with long, thick eyelashes and a permanent smirk engraved onto his face, causing dimples to manifest onto his rosy cheeks.