Perception is reality?

After three, again, very persistant text messages and two deliberately missed calls, I pick up the phone when he calls.

- "How are you Roberto" I ask tiredly, waiting to hear his drunken voice. A surprisingly clear voice answers back quickly.
- "Dahling, how ARE you? What are you doing this time of the day?"
- "Well, since it's Thursday afternoon I am at work".
- "Ok, I need to talk to you Swettie pie, and it has to be now."
- "Ok", I answer absently, still occupied with clearing out the long row of red emails in my Inbox.
- "You now Sexy, I have been thinking of us. We had such a great relationship you and I. If you hadn't been cheating on me in Rome last summer, we would still be together." I almost fell off my chair in chock. What is he dreaming about? We didn't have a relationship, honestly, we only only SLEPT together. And I sure wasn't with anyone else when I was in Rome! But I let him continue.
- "Swettie pie, you know, when we met everything was so easy, so right from the beginning. It's so different with the girls I meet now, they are just playing around. But you and I, we were just perfect straight away,. no fooling around". I give up a sly smile. Ok, the reason why it was simple and straightforward was because we WEREN'T IN LOVE nor interested in eachother.
- "So, how is it going with your new boyfriend dahlin? Are you close to eachother, are you getting close?" I murmur some unhearable answer, trying to aviod getting to involved in this white lie about my new love.
- "I can understand it will be difficult to forget me, we were so good for eachother". He continues triumphantly. "We simply couldn't stay together since you want children and I don't. It's that easy". Interesting what made-up reasons people can come up with sometimes. Then I get visions in my head of him being drunk and crazy and acting like a 5-year old boy when I don't want to give him my full attention. Or when he was grumpy like an 70-year old man because I was sweet and bought him Swedish meatballs, but of course with a bit of porc in that he CANNOT eat. But he continues his monologue.
- "So, super-sexy. Have you told your boyfriend that you want to have children yet? You know it will scare him off, like it did with me".
- "Well my Italian Ego-Drama-King, if this was so scary, why are you still calling me, texting me about 4 times a week?" And I hang up, fed up with these completely ground-less discussions.

Where the hell do some people get things from? Is he re-writing history or are our views on our so called relationship so fundamentally diverse?