I started the call. And almost immediately, I hear quiet sobbing coming from the other end.

“H-hey, are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Sam sniffles, “I’m just a little hurt right now…”

“What is it this time? Josh again?” She doesn’t respond, but her louder cries implied that i had hit the bullseye.
‘Honestly, I don’t see why you even bother with a guy like him.. You show him love, he pushes you away; you give him the world, he lets it shatter on the ground; your passion burns like an open fire in a dark room, he puts it out with your tears. Yet you stick around him like you think that somehow it’ll all change someday..

He’s pure poison and he doesn’t deserve your time.. Doesn’t deserve you.”

I hear some shuffling, which I choose to believe is her wiping away her tears. “I know I know, but I can’t help it… everything about him just feels so perfect. His eyes are like sapphires, light playfully dancing with my own, his smile bright enough to make any rainstorm flee, his voice, sweet and savory like a good red wine.. Is it so wrong to not swoon over such a magnificent creature?”

“Well, the prettiest roses have the sharpest thorns.”

Silence.

“I don’t know how I’ll live without him..” she rasps, “I’ve been pursuing him since 8th grade…”

“Then find someone new.. Someone who’ll support you, someone who can give you real love, love that you deserve, someo-”

“Someone like you?”

I pause, surprised at her comment. “I mean, only if you want to…” I joke.

I hear laughing, “Thank you Chyrs, but I don’t know if I can handle a relationship for a while after this..”

“Yeah, I figured..” I chuckle as well, “So what are you waiting for, dump his sorry a*s already!”

“Consider it done.”