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"Hey." I heard from over my shoulder. He was there. Green eyes looking down at me. "Odd." I say. "What?" He chuckles back. "You look innocent. Why?" I turned around to face the pond. "Because I am?" He asked back. I smirked. "You are full of shit you know that?" I asked, not turning to face him. Silence. "You must have a lot of fucking nerve to come back and say 'I miss you' or 'I love you' when what you really mean is 'I'm lonely; let's fuck'." "I-" "No! I'm talking. I thought I loved you, but what I fell in love with is who I thought you were and who you could be. I thought you were a sweet, caring, genuine guy. But no. You're like every other guy I've met. First they give you the 'friends' act. You pretend to be friends with us until we trust you. Then, you move up to the dating stage." I was breathing heavy and tearing up. "We go out a couple times and you make it seem like it's the best night of my life. Next, the big 'forever speech' you talk about how we're going to get married and have kids and then the next damn day, you break it off. No real reason why. You just end it." I was bawling by now. Then five or six weeks later you text me saying 'hey' or some shit. We hold the conversation for hours and we meet up the next day. Now we're here. Where you ask me out again just to repeat this but you don't pick it back up again." I turn back around. He was gone. He had been for a long time.