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I tried to pull myself together since I didn't want to expose my feelings. We all talked for a few more minutes and then parted our ways in different directions. And this whole time he was standing beside me but didn't say a word about our meeting. I ignored and thought that he just didn't want others to know about our meeting.

He will surely message me.

I didn't mind. He was always like this.

My friend wanted me to stay longer but I refused. I just wanted to go home as I was yet to decide on what to wear. I reached home all excited. After freshening up I looked at the clock which read 6:15pm. I thought he must be busy with his friends as on one hand my heart didn't want to give up that easily but on the other hand I was starting to feel upset as I knew deep down that he had probably forgotten about our plans.

After sometime I looked back at the clock, it was 7:30pm. I knew he didn't even remember his own plan but he... he could've informed me. He could've told that he'll be busy today.

Did he not want to meet me? Am I the only who was excited the whole day?

I didn't ask him for too many things, just.....

And he hurt me for that, simply.

What I felt that time was unfamiliar to me. But I knew one thing that among every emotions that were whirling inside me there was sadness for sure.




(And I was thinking on the drive down, "Any time now,
He's gonna say it's love", you never called it what it was

-All Too Well by Taylor Swift)

             
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