~(Clare's Point of View)~

Life couldn't get any better could it?

I was one of Toronto's best doctors and still striving to complete my dream of being an author as well. There's just that thing I can't get to really complete my dream life.

Love.

That one thing everyone tries so hard to get a hold of but fail miserably. Oh yes, I've had my share of relationships. Were they great? No. they weren't…but one.

He was my first love and even though we were both opposites, we were each other's rocks. We put the term "opposites attracts" to good use…but too bad for me that was just temporary, its sucks that your first love- and what seems like my last- is everywhere, and I mean exactly that. I've turned to Food Network Magazines now, because I can't pick up my Vogue Magazines without seeing him or People's Magazine since I would see his face…but his arm wrapped around a foreign model that was wearing "twist your ankle" type of high heels, and too much makeup, did I mention that they looked like they used too much of Jenny Craig's products…

If it seems as if I'm jealous, I'm really not. I'm just saying that those girls don't look like his type.

As I was saying….I hate that I see his oh so sexy face all over, especially his emerald green eyesand mischievous smirk that he would give to me, that I would call mine…but not anymore.

It was so naïve of me to think that a relationship that started out in high school would turn into maybe marriage and then family, or at least last forever if possible. I don't even know why I got my hopes up, damnnit, I don't even know why the hell I'm still so hangover on him. He was the one who messed everything up. He was the one that ended every perfect thing between us. He was the one that walked away without remorse and left me crying. I do have someone to blame for my heartache and it's him. I shouldn't be hangover on him but pissed off at him. I should be able to live my life without the suffering of my heartache from long ago. I can't though. I'm too weak, but not a day goes by that I don't think back to that day and get insecure, blaming myself for the break up. Then again I would say his lost, and realize he had no lost since he had beautiful women on his arm and swooning to him. There isn't a silver lining to my cloud.

If seems like I'm the type to mope and sulk… you are sadly mistaken there my friend. Well, no not really but if I could I would. I block every memory about him out and then get one with my everyday life…well at least try at it.

There's a fire starting in my heart, Reaching a fever pitch and it's

Bringing me out the dark, The scars of your love remind me of us,

They keep me thinking that we almost had it al-

My phone rang playing Rolling in the Deep, by Adele. I looked down at the caller Id and saw a picture of Cece and Bullfrog, from last year's Christmas dinner, on the screen.

Well remember how I said that I forgot about all the memories of him…well that was half true since I still talk to his parents. They were like my second family before and even after the break up so I communicated with them still…that and well I see them almost every month for checkups.

"Hello" I answered

"Hey baby girl" Cece said on the other line

"Hey, what's up?"

"Well…I was wondering if you heard about the news" She said hesitantly

"What news…?" I asked confused

"Well…we just got an unexpected call and you wouldn't believe that…Eli's coming back home!" She squeaked happily on the other end of the line

I went blank for a good minute, but tried to sound happy about the so-called- big news, even though I obviously wasn't, at all.

"Really that's uh…great. When's he coming?" I said with sore excitement. I was going for happy but that was an epic fail.

"He should be coming by tonight. He's on his plane as we speak I just got off the phone with him just before he boarded the plane. His agent called before him though and told me some even more exciting news…he's staying for three weeks!" She squealed happily

Now I really couldn't speak and didn't even bother to talk or say a simple word. I was just… speechless

"It's a lot to take in, yeah I know. Baby girl, I'll talk to you later. I have some motherly duties to take care off before Eli comes" She chuckled and then ended the call

What just…happened?

I couldn't speak or move an inch. I was just standing still, thinking thoroughly about what just took place.

Why should I care if he's coming back and staying for three weeks, it isn't like I'm going to see him right? Well I hope so cause if I do everything will just come tumbling down. Why does he have to come back, I was just starting to take the first step onto moving on and being happy.

Who am I kidding. Once I see his face all the memories I've been locking up behind my mental walls are just going to break free and my long-term love for him will be exposed.

Ugh! When am I ever going to forget about the love I have for…for

Elijah Goldsworthy