Absorbed

/Un-felt/

Six.

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She breathed. With no constriction. How long was it to last? She wondered about it. It had been three days since her birthday had passed. There had been no sign of Tyler and she barely thought of him. She couldn't help but think what her mind was upto.

"Hey,"

A familiar voice said in barely a whisper. She already recognising the voice, closed her eyes in frustration. Why was she frustrated, again? She didn't know. Or maybe she did know it, all too well. Her eyes shut in the darkness and that, she felt was the only thing that collapsed around her. Because her eyes felt blind although she could yet see.

Her heart felt the blindness too, although she yet felt pain. Was she blinded inside her war?

"Hi,"

"Come with me,"

"Later,"

"Now,"

"Quite busy,"

"Now,"

She stood there rigid more like the stiff she was, she didn't know what to say. Was he using force on her? She wouldn't know. Being blinded by too many obstacles in her life, she didn't want to know what a completely irrelavant person like Tyler was upto. Because he suddenly didn't matter anymore. Because she stopped searching. Was it worth it? Questions and no answers, once again wrapped her mind in thoughts that she herself wouldn't comprehend.

"Main hall at three," And then he was gone.

Maybe she should go, she thought. Because this was the first time that she had felt rather wanted. No one but her knew what an attention seeker she was. She craved for everyone to notice her, make her feel special, make her feel herself. The hyper type of person she was. She wanted everyone to be around her and wanted to get rid of this cold heart she had. Sometimes, she thought, the burden was too much to bare but sometimes she thought that it was exactly who she was. The girl who bore anything that was felt. The strong girl who sometimes had her breakdown and people called her dramatic or a bitch for that. Honestly, it wasn't her fault. But she knew, not many would understand her situation.

She might have friends who were always there for her but at some point of her life, they were all gone. It was herself who she had to depend on. There was no one to hug her tight and assure her that everything was fine. There was no one to kiss her forehead and make her feel warm and secure. There was no one who can make her feel the same way as she used to, But moving on from it was all the reason why she was not suppossed to feel that way ever again.

She waited. Tapping her foot for the rythm of the silence and the most boring air that she had breathed in.

Fifteen minutes passed.

"Hey, you're here," Tyler said with a blank expression as always.

"Yes." She answered back.

This was the same connection they had when they had first met. She couldn't help but wonder that they were nothing but strangers who found something extremely familiar within each other. Was that the memories that she had initially planned to let go of but yet stayed on the waiting list? Or was it the memories that could never be erased even if it were to be long gone or even erased without a single trace? The mystery had it all.

"Follow me," He said with an indifferent tone and started to walk ahead. She followed.

The familiar route, she recognized. The lonely path in the grey weather, she walked behind him with the silence bringing back memories.