He then empties the glass of brandy that he is drinking. He wants to forget it for a moment, at least. But the more he drinks, the more he remembers everything, how they end up together, and how they separated. All those moments they've shared. Her soft lips, her smooth body. How Anne rocks his world? Whenever they're together and in their alone time. Why all those years, he's still into her?
"Anne, I love you," he whispered as he leans his elbow at the bar counter while he holds his forehead. Wherever he looked, he sees Anne. How could he forget then? As he closed his eyes, he tried to think clearly about what he will do next.
"Never in a day that I didn't think of you. When I left, my life was miserable. I tried to forget you and look for a relationship, but no one can ever replace you
