*Hayat's POV*
'Hayat, I want to say something',
Murat texted me after 6 months of separation.
My mind was frozen and my throat became tight. I didn't realize I was crying until tears fell on my screen.
With trembling hands, I replied to him,
'Ha?' (yes?)
'Please forgive me, if I have ever hurt you', he replied after a few minutes.
And welp! The teardrops turned into a fountain.
"Hayat! Take control over yourself and talk to him properly", I scolded myself and tried to get myself together.
After a minute or so when I was in control again, I replied to him,
'There's nothing like that.
I'm surprised you still remember me.'
'Why wouldn't I?
It's just that, someone made me miss you a lot.'
'And who's that?'
'Just someone.
I'm sorry.'
'You didn't do anything to hurt me.'
'I didn't reply to your last message sent for my birthday.'
'It had a reason behind it.'
'What?'
'You wanted to stay away from me and maintain a distance between us.'
'I keep my distance from everyone, not just you'
'To paas aaye kyu the?'
(Then why did you come close?)
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sent him.
'That's the thing I came to apologize for. I think maybe, I'm a little late now. But still, I hope that you will forgive me.'
I closed my eyes and hugged my knees, sobbing in silence.
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Romance"Love is the calmest feeling ever. It doesn't makes you restless, instead it gives you peace. As they say, 'aankho ki thandak ban jata hai vo insan'. (that person becomes the coolness of your eyes) The person who truly loves you doesn't give you cl...
