I roll over on my stomach and close my eyes, another attempt to get some sleep. But if that would work. I scoff and roll over on my back as I stare at the ceiling. I run my fingers through my hair which helps me close my eyes. But soon enough my hand starts to sprain so I let it down on my side. I sigh in defeat when I notice the time is already 2 AM.
This is all getting old, really. Because when is that time going to come when someone would actually be here by my side, taking away all of my loneliness? When is that time going to come when there will be an actual warmth at my house? When is that time going to come when my House will finally become my Home?
I toss over on my side once again, grabbing a pillow to snuggle into it. I don't want to have a headache once again tomorrow. There's a meeting I have to attend and I can't be late or distracted at any cost.
As I am about to close my eyes again, I hear soft hums. Those hums turn into words.
'I saw your face,
In a crowded place.'
I can make out that it's a girl singing, must be that neighbour whom I've never seen. She stops for a while and then starts again.
'And I don't know what to do.
Coz I'll never be with you.'
She starts to hum again. I want to rush out and see that person to whom this beautiful voice belongs. But this voice stirs something in me that I somehow feel hypnotised. Hypnotised into sleeping. Her hums and words keep singing softly in a distance. The last thing I remember before slipping into my slumber, is wishing that she never stops singing and that I never forget her voice.
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Short Story{Completed} The kind of addiction he never seems to get rid of. The kind of voice he is addicted to. The kind of girl he falls in love with. And when she sees him, she starts to believe in Love at first sight. NOTE: WROTE IT YEARS AGO CHILDISH MUS...
