Full Moon

It was about 2 in the morning when I fell into the deepest sleep. My phone buzzed on my nightstand, and the name I dreaded seeing popped up on my screen. For some reason, the clicking noise my phone makes when I unlock it sounded louder than usual.

IT'S A FULL MOON. I MISS YOU

The light from my phone screen filled the dark room. I couldn't take my eyes off of the text as I sat up in the bed. Every positive and negative memory we ever shared rushed through my mind. It feels like forever ago since I last saw Mel. She was at the mall when I went to get an outfit for a job interview. Our eyes met for a brief second before she ran into a toy store. I thought she'd be terrified to try and reach out to me after we broke up, but I guess she still has some boldness in her.

My finger slipped and hit the call button. But before I could hang up, she picked up the phone.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey."

"I'm sorry if I woke you up with that text."

"No, it's fine. I was already awake," I lied.

We talked for almost ten minutes about what we've been doing with our lives since the breakup. The cars outside sounded louder and louder the more she went on about her new girlfriend, Trisha.

"Oh, man, Love, you gotta meet her-"

"I'm sorry, but is this the same girl that you cheated on me with?"

"Love, c'mon. I want us to be friends at least."

"You're fucking sociopathic. Why can't you just leave me alone? I've tried to forget about you for MONTHS, Mel! MONTHS-"

"Isn't that enough time to heal? I've healed already. Maybe you should take a vacation or something."

All of the blood that occupied my heart finally moved and rushed to my head. My body felt hot, and I didn't even have a blanket over me. Everything in me wanted to throw the phone and go running and screaming in the streets. But, after all, I live in New York, so it wouldn't even be that big of a deal.

"Love, are you still there?"

"I need to go. Please leave me alone."

I hung up and tossed my phone on the other side of my bed. No matter how far away Mel was from me, she still had this intense hold on me and my heart.

The warmth of my bed made up for the cold stillness that wafted throughout the air. My phone buzzed next to me, but I didn't budge. I couldn't move any part of my body.

Big Sean's IDFWU rang throughout the room. My hands were numb, but I could still feel them grab my phone and hit the green stripe on the screen.

The pattern, in my lifetime, that I must break- the endless nightmare of a loop! My claim to fame in my friend group- utter hopelessness. My attention always drifts from my happiness to anything that makes me feel something other than dead. But, it always ends worse than the last time. Who knows, though...maybe things will change this time around.

"Hey, Mel."