Obsession with failures.

Half-life

Torturing myself for a whole week, my cousin finally texted for a hangover though I wasn't ready but she instead. I asked one of my closest friend if he wanna join me or not. Estrella was agreed to see me and I caught him Saturday evening near the car parking. The day was keen and pleasant not howling me finally instead, it kept me satisfied with Estrella. I nicknamed him Estrella.
Comfortably, we sat in the bar near the hallucinogenic and alcoholic drinks offering a one thus he asked me how's Dammy and how was my relationship going. His voice made whipped trying not to get again in that trouble I whined, I broke up with him. "What? You guys can't broke up. Hello! You guys have been in relationship since 5 years, how can you easily satisfy with that word?" He questioned.
   My eyes bleed after I've heard that satisfied word from his lips. I turned my head to hide my weeping face, he understood. He was astonished by my condition. He thought that Dammy was such a douchebag that he left the most wanted girl.

Just after the seconds I felt something heavy and doting, he held my hand, take me out of the bar where the sun was beautifully fading leaving its rays on us which reminded me about the enthusiasm. We were already late so being a light-hearted I sat in the car besides him where the god blessed us with the condensed moisture of atmosphere falling visibly in separate droplets more liked a scotch mist in a half-light or lets say twilight. He grabbed my hand tightly as if it never get dissipated. However, I felt thrilled a bit and delighted by his soul by my side gazing his blessed long eyelashes and of course his crimson eyes that kept on glaring me whenever I smiled. In fact, when I got home It completely twirled my mind that death is not the actual terror or fear but somehow it teaches me to never abdicate. You never know what life brings you except for the tragedies but now, I believed it will always gonna be euphoric and idolizing.