I missed her call, and at that moment i knew that it was all over.

She was calling me from a pay phone from across the library we had met for the last time. She needed one final answer. Was i going to quit drinking? I was still fidgeting with my keys as i heard her voice on the answering machine. "I can't bear it anymore..." click!

I drew a deep breath, walked back to my car. It was a cold wintry night, and i wasn't going to head to the airport, i recalled she'd mentioned about leaving that afternoon. As i turned on the ignition, unsure where to head, a girl walked up to my car. Another 'gang bang' gone wrong i thought, looking at dead pale face and bloody nose. I drew my window up as the woman tottered by into the darkness. I got back to my thoughts but surprising, the woman i loved and lived with over three years...i couldn't remember her face. More surprising, i was no longer hurting.
Hurriedly i got down the car and headed home. To my drink, and the pale faced lady with a bloody nose.