Why didn't I buy a new phone earlier? Why don't I always walk around with a spare phone? It should be the law, like having a spare tire.

That's the way it goes. Some things happen and some things don't. This one is obviously just wasn't meant to be. Except deep down... I still believe it was.

We're all confused, Samantha. We all need more time to think. That's life. Get over it.

I can see the warmth. He's falling for me.

Except...I do. Of course I do. Because as his hands gently cup my waist, I don't make a sound. As he swivels me around to face him, I don't make a sound. I don't need to. We're still talking. Every touch he makes, every imprint of his skin is like another word, another thought, a continuation of our conversation. And we're not done yet. Not yet.

Oh, this shouldn't be allowed. There should be a rule which says that people you've met in the gym should never meet you in real life.

And maybe now you'll start treating everybody with respect. Not just the people you think are important.