It has been days since I last had seen my neighbor. It was not because I had been avoiding him, but because I had been busy.
At the moment, work has occupied most of my life.
For now, I only do some simple things like; eat, sleep, and work.
Today was the weekend, a Sunday to be exact. A little over a week since I last saw him. I missed him...
I didn't know why, but every time I got near him or thought of him, my heart tends to beat faster. I didn't know if this was love, or if this was just because I missed accompany?
Anyway, I had planned to meet up with him today, for lunch. Mostly, because I missed him. I knocked on his door, but it was like he didn't want to answer me. Most of all, it was all quiet inside. No movements. Could he be mad at me? Sad? Tired?
After one more knock, the door to his house flung open and it revealed an angry-looking woman.
"Excuse me, but do you know where the owner of this house is?"
"You are looking at her", she annoyingly replied to me.
"I'm sorry, but I meant the male who lived here just a week ago"
"Oh, him... he died last week and I moved in after him. Excuse me for a second" she excused herself as she went away.
As she came back to me, she handed me an envelope, "Here. He kept this in this apartment for you I think. You are the girl next door right?"
"Yes, I am. Thank you and I'm sorry for the burden. Have a nice day" I bowed a farewell before I left and entered my apartment.
As I entered my apartment it instantly felt wrong and when I opened the letter and began reading it, I felt like I had been blind and a burden for him... I was sorry. It was all my fault.
I will show the world your talent!
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After some months of work on his songs. I was finally able to complete the album with his composed songs that he wrote before he died. It was finally ready to be released just like my mourn for him was ready to be released. This album is for you my love... just for you.
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The End
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✔️ Missing You {Lay Zhang story} [Completed] - [Edited]
Short StoryA piece of beautiful music happens to play every day, but when I found out who played it, it suddenly stopped... Read more to find out why it stopped. {This story is a one-shot, so it's different from my others! } Began writing: Oct 22, 2018 Ended:...