My Chocolate Epiphany.

Tears of confusion and sadness rolled down my eyes unexpectedly. You'd think I'd be over this by now. It's been a year.

For some strange reason I end up crying during my subway rides. I'm glad I'm not the only one since I've seen people do the same. Others do even stranger things. The shower is another popular place where my tears just naturally roll down. The sound of heavy water droplets trigger the release of the emotions trapped within.

On my train ride...
I remembered the day I came home from work and found a purple Cala Lily shaped chocolate on a stick laying on top of my fluffed pillow. With a smile I slowly picked it up and gently stared at it for a good half a minute. I wondered who it was that thought of me that day...who it was that thought I was special...

I bet it was dad! He's sweet like that. So I excitedly walked downstairs to thank him. With a confused look he smirked and said that it wasn't from him.

Was it my sister? I thought...yeah! We like to leave each other surprises now and then, but not usually on our pillows. I walked over but nope, it wasn't her either. Dazed and perplexed I decided to call a friend who would be next person that would leave me such a sweet present. But it wasn't him.

To this day, it hurts me, it confuses me, it angers me...that the person I didn't think of was my boyfriend at the time of 11 years. It's no one's fault, it just became my own chocolate epiphany.