"Yeahh, I don't really think this between us will work out," my ex-boyfriend stated with a voice that barely contained any sadness or guilt, but rather more sympathy. "Huh?" Wait, why? we barely managed to hit the two week mark, which would've set a new record for the longest relationship I have had up until now. Did I do something wrong again? "Don't misunderstand, Emma, the time we had was really fun and all, but I don't think our chemistry is... right, you know?" He added as if that would've made me feel better about having to go through yet another break up. Why can't I ever do this right? I just want to experience what true love feels like, is that really too much to ask for? ..Or am I simply not fit for relationships in general? A quiet sigh of disapppointment but also with a light tinge of relief escaped my lips. Wait... relief? "Maybe you should try and focus more on one person at a time? Take your best friend, Lila, for example." ...Hm? Why did he suddenly mention her name? What has she got to do with any of this? "You two are dating, aren't you?" . . . Wha?