I looked at him and started laughing instead.

“What’s funny? Why are you even laughing?”, he asked incredulously.

I did not answer. I just continued laughing because I thought of a very ridiculous reason, but a very reasonable one.

“What the hell. You’re crazy,” he said.

He started standing up from where he was seated, and said, “We’re over. So, don’t even think of looking for me again. I don’t care about you anymore.”

He started to head towards the exit, but when he heard my voice asking him, he stopped.

“Did you just tolerate being in a relationship with me because of your course? Because two of your professors are my dad’s friends and they look after me? And now that you’re already graduating, you let go because you don’t need me anymore?”, I asked in one breath.

He turned back to me and confirmed my words.

“Yeah, otherwise, you think someone as excellent as me would want to settle with someone as disgusting as you?”

After that, he strode out of the cafe, and I was left with a broken heart.

I looked at the table in front of me, at the glass of water I used to calm my emotions. I let my tears fall again. I cried and cried until I felt numb. I stood up and strode out. Leaving behind a glass of water and my 3 years relationship.

I stopped for awhile in front of the cafe and watched as people come and go. This picture was so peaceful compared to my current emotions.

I heaved a sigh and started to mix with the people coming and going. Somehow, it lessened the sadness I am feeling as I mixed in with them. It’s the momentary relief from those chaotic emotions as I found myself walking with them and towards the different places we each are heading to. For me, it was my apartment. For them, it was their homes, schools, offices, works, or anywhere they were heading to.