They were standing in front of each other as he was catching his breath, and she was catching her tears.

“Do you still love me?” he asked.

She didn’t expect this question. Although she is very sure of her answer.

“I never stopped loving you.

Ever since we broke up, it was still you. In the morning when I wake up. In the afternoon when I drink our coffee. In the evening before I go to sleep. Every time I pass by our favorite street. Even every song I hear reminds me of you.”

He didn’t utter a single word. He stared blankly to her eyes, waiting. It was pure silence. Until she can bare the silence no more.

“I’m sorry, but I still haven’t learned to stop loving you.” she finally said, then walked away.