After several texts over days, Haniya asked if we could talk on the phone. I replied that I communicate easily with boys but am nervous as a mouse around girls, and what if I am too uncomfortable and don't talk? She replied, "Don't be, it's not like I'm in front of you," and I eventually gave in. Talking to her was like a dream come true, but it seemed like an imagination.
Her soothing voice felt like music to my ears.
While talking to her, I discovered Haniya was a baby, a lovely baby, an introvert like me, a mood creator, and even more undeflowered.
There were times when I wondered how such a gorgeous girl could be single. Was she waiting for me ?, is it fate, or destiny?
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Love without sight
Short StoryWhen I texted you for the first time, you ceased to be single, she replied. Love is everything, but love that is shared across great distances is love without borders or vision.Simple texts give you the chills and make you smile on your phone like a...
