BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.

24 missed calls. My phone rang non-stop. I recently just broke up with my girlfriend, Victoria. This is what all the girls I've dated do.

"I wish she'd stop calling me. I never liked her." I sighed, leaning on the fence on the roof. Yes that's right, I live in a rooftop house. And what I said was, and still is, true. I could never like anyone. I've tried many times but it just didn't work out. I tried the prettiest, the ugliest, the skinniest, the fattest, the cutest and even the hottest girls but never worked.

Then, the neighbor who lives in the roof top house across from mine came out. He began putting his laundry into his basket.

I watched as the warm breeze brushed against his forehead. The warm sun that was going down made his face glow brilliantly. It was an amazing sight. I then looked at the sky with many colors. 

The weather was becoming cold, but the view was so beautiful I couldn't move. The sky's mixing colors made me feel so at peace.

"Um, it's getting colder, you should go inside." My neighbor yelled from his door.

My heart began to race. It pounded loudly against my chest.

I then ran inside.

It's happening again... this feeling whenever we made contact... what is it?