Café au Lait
Skipped work for no reason, she sits alone in her tiny flat, she walks around like a zombie. Coffee and dark chocolate, she stays in bed half the afternoon. She gets up, decides that it's about time that she stars a new drawing, but she falls back into bed. It's been six months since he left her for her best friend, and she's still not a bit over him. She gets up again, with a blank mind, she starts drawing and just like every time, the drawing is a memory of theirs. Sunshine coming inside from the squares of the wooden-glass window. A white breakfast table with a vase of flowers, pancakes and fruits. Her cup of coffee and his cup of tea. She smells the mix of flowers and coffee as she draws, she sees him smiling at her. She leaves her drawing and goes back to bed in tears. Why did he leave her? She wishes she knew, it would've made all her grieving easier. But he just left, saying that he doesn't love her anymore, that they're not compatible anymore, that he...