The 13th of Feb. I fought with Krish again. It was turning into routine. My sister had warned me. 'Beware, Sonia' she had said, the last fight I had with him. 'You've got yourself into the same thing I did. I've got myself out of it. Maybe you will, maybe you wont - but either way, you don't want the drama.' I thought about what she said. But of course, disregarded it as one of her motherly warnings. She's known to do that once in a while - but more often than not - she's right. Oh well~

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'No, hun. I'm not gonna talk about this anymore.' I spoke into my cell phone. Ah, life. My boyfriend was at it again. I thought it was just chicks that did this. I smiled inwardly, at the thought, but still kept with the serious tone.
'I'm done with this, Krish. I'm not going to ruin my day over some stupid issue that you...made up!'
'How can it be about what you want all the time. I have a problem with the way you spoke to me!' He was yelling.
'Firstly, stop yelling, cause if you do I'm not going to talk at all.' My best friend Hari looked up from his book and smiled at my courage. I never really told Krish off, often. I loved him too much. But, in general, I'm a real tough girl. And if I've had enough - I've had enough. It was a new issue everyday. 'Fine' and he hung up on me. Thats the worst shit ever!

Today it was about me ending the conversation we had earlier with 'I'll see you then.' I truthfully don't see whats wrong with that, but apparently it offended him or something. I'd called him around half an hour ago to ask if he would like to go to our hangout with me and Hari and he said he was busy. So I said, 'Ok, I have to go cause Hari's here to pick me up already. So I'll see you then.' And he said 'Ok' And we hung up.

Hari and I were in my car. We turned down the music and I started explaining to him what had happened. Hari is like my diary. I tell him everything. WE tell each other everything, is more like it. He's the best friend I've ever had. For the past four years, we've done everything together. We spoke all the way to Mocha and once we got there, I got teary eyed. All the happy couple around us. I missed Krish. But it wasn't right. I wasn't going to call him. He needed to know nobody hangs up on Sonia, the great!
Hari changed the subject and started being his hyper silly self again. Probably to help change my mood. So I let myself slip out of hurt and went along with it. We had just ordered for our Mochachillo's when my cell rang again. Of course, it was Krish. As soon as I answered he started talking shit about what happened and got me all worked up...in a 15 minute conversation - I spoke only for two minutes - and only to tell him that we should take a break. I didn't want to do this all the time.
'On the phone? You're telling me this on the phone?' His voice softened to that beautiful smoothness that it is when he isn't yelling.
'I'm sorry baby. I just need to take my time off. I can't do this again. I don't want to end up hating you.' And there came the tears, again.
'Yeah...' He paused. His voice returned foggy 'I understand. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you so much. But if this is what you want.'
'Bye.' I sniffled. 'Bye' He hung up.

I pulled out a cigg from my orange cigg-box and lit it up, without looking at Hari in the face. I didn't want him to see me crying, again. But apparently he already had.
'A tissue, madame?' He mocked holding up a yellow tissue that said 'mocha' in red, floating over a red cartoon cup.
I wacked him on the arm. 'Shut upb!' I said with a teary smile.
'I know. I'm sorry.' He settled back in his seat, sipping his drink, which had just arrived. 'Mmm, this is good.'
I took a long drag from my cigg and turned towards Hari. 'Did I just make a rubbish mistake?'
He smiled. 'Thats exactly what I thought when I broke up with Michelle. But somethings...you just have to do.'
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It was 8:30 in the evening when we left Mocha. I was going to drop Hari off at his place and then go home. Since he lives right next to Krish's place - Krish suggested we meet and hang out. I wasn't sure if we should - but I really wanted to, so I agreed. I picked him up outside his apartment building and we went to my home. It was half an hour before we kissed. I kissed him. I couldn't take it. I missed him so much already. He stayed with me till 1:30 in the morning - which is when he decided it was best if he left. I didn't want him to go, but agreed.
He called me when he got back home saying he missed me. And then an hour after that. Half an hour after that. Half an hour after that. Till I fell asleep. It was 5:30 when I woke up to sounds from inside my room. My eyes fluttered open and of course, there was nobody there. I stared at the ceiling for a moment, waiting for my heart to go back to beating normally when I heard the sound again. It was a rattling kind of sound against my window. The curtains were drawn so I couldn't see what was happening. I was so scared, I felt paralized. For a second I thought, maybe it was Krish...throwing stones at my window to wake me or something. I thought of that only cause he had done it once before when it was too late to ring the doorbell cause my whole family was asleep and I wasn't answering my cell phone.
So thinking it was him, I dialled his handy and waited. No answer. I tried four times but no answer. I was even more scared. If t wasn't him - what the heck was it?
I got off my bed and went into the loo - and my phone rang.
'Open your door. Let me in.' Krish said. I rushed to the door and let him in.
'What are you doing here? I told you I was going to sleep.'
'I tried calling but you didn't answer - so I thought I'd come and see you instead. I miss you, baby.' he said.
'I miss you too.'
'Don't do this hunnie. I can't be without you.' He came closer.
We went into my room and locked the door. I didn't want to wake the family.
'Why didn't you come to the window?' he asked.
'My God, that WAS you! I got so scared. I didn't know what it was. So I hid in the loo.'
He laughed. His lovely laugh. So genuine and happy.
'I just had to see you! I cant be without you. I can't think, I can't fucking breathe. Please don't do this to me. I'm so sorry I hurt you..but I can't chill knowing I cant kiss you. Knowing I cant say I love you, hunnie.' It was the first time I saw him cry. He really meant what he was saying. It sounded like a movie. Being the emotional mess that I am, I cried too.
We made up and things were so much better than before.
'Happy Valentines, baby!' he suddenly laughed.
Oh yeah, it was the 14th already. I laughed too. 'You too, love.'

I hated Valentines Day...until now. Its one of the best days ever

Oo I like. The whole troubles in relationships and getting through them. I liked how it was quiet poetic at the begining. Then here making up for valentimes day how sweet.

Hehe. *blush* You're too kind! *hands you a flower*