Its a Damn Cold Night: Scintilla #3

Talk about a memory triggered by a particular song

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I remember mostly with vague details, the cold nights that I have had to endure. But one of those stands out more than others. We lived together. It had been more than a year of living together. The problem was that it was losing the luster. The relationship I mean. It was no longer what it had been in the past years.

He had changed and I used to tell him everyday. He was not the same person any more. I looked into his eyes and I knew that things were no longer the same. There was no interest in spending time together and we tried to avoid each other whenever possible.

Being the optimist I am, I hoped. I spent many of my days hoping and praying. And telling myself that things were gonna be ok. It did not feel right though. It felt as if my heart was already gone while I forced my body to stay in the same spot. This is why I felt so much pain. It felt like there was not enough oxygen. I struggled but I knew that someday I would have to give in to the life that I truly deserved.

The call came and he went into the bedroom to take it. I knew this was not any call. My body misled me even when my heart said no. I followed him and I overheard his call. The soft voice, the sweet nothings, all the things that used to be whispered to my ear. Only this time, they were meant for someone else. 

I slept on the couch that night and the only song I listened to was "Damn Cold Night" by Avril Lavigne.And it was definitely the coldest night ever.