You told me you would call, that no matter what, rain or shine, my phone will ring today. With your egotistic smile, you had specifically told me to wait, to sit on the purple-rose couch and listen to that voice come alive again in my ear.

It is usually times like this when I start to think. Why am I still here, waiting for the lonely phone call? How come I can waste my day away just for this 5 minutes event, every fiber in me, afraid to miss out? My brain will have to betray my heart, my thoughts turn to mindless jumble, thinking of all the times you had let me down.

Last week’s carnival was the last time, I had told myself. I waited diligently in my yellow striped sweater, chilled to my bones from the rain to come. We had scheduled and I had marked my calendar endlessly, looking forward to this event. Then came the date, getting ready three hours before, preparing everything to be perfect but not expecting this to happen. Five hours I waited, on the empty harbor as couples after couples walked by, glued together like two popsicles in a fridge. You had shown up, apologizing profoundly, giving me your usual statement, “Sorry baby, but it wasn’t my fault.”

Right, nothing is ever your fault, not the day you forgot my birthday, nor the time we went on the trip and you forgot about me. Excuses on how much coincidences happen and promises to never be like that again. And after two days of grueling, we were back together, my doorsteps showered with plastered flowers that showed no emotions.

It was just last week when you called me up, “Baby, I need a ride to the train station.” And your excuse was that it has ‘slipped’ your mind. Uh huh-a trip as important as this one, one would normally be ecstatic. But I had bought it, and brought you there.

I now suffer from it. Do you know how many minutes I have counted, sitting here, my eyes glue to the phone? No more. I give up. You are not worth it. Like they said, “There are other fishes to catch…”

Rinnnggg-

“Hey Baby, sorry for the wait. The executive held the meeting longer than I thought. Did you miss me? Don’t worry, I’ll make up for it when I get back.”

“Sweetie, its ok. You know I love you. Just come home soon…”