I woke up...kinda irritated...someone sleeping beside me...certainly a boy and when I opened my eyes he was gone. I closed my eyes again saw him and felt that I am sleeping with my head on his chest and my legs tangled with his. I opened, gone, closed......
It was 3:57 pm. I woke up at quarter past 4 and faced the reality.I remembered that tomorrow is my test of trigonometry. I took my book, pen, register and started working. Don't know why I wasn't feeling well. May be because I had fever and pain in my neck. After an hour, I became distressed and started crying. Words coming out of my heart
'I miss you. Please come back. It has been a difficult path. Please!! I want you'.
I went in my washroom and started crying.
Washroom- once had been a place where I used to dance in madness but now it is.........I cried for some minutes and then persuaded myself that 'you are a brave girl.... stop crying dear. You can fight because you are a fighter.'
Words emerging from my mouth and tears from my eyes 'I want him back it has been a difficult path come back.'
And then, 'listen dear now he is gone there is no reason for crying . Leave him. Forget him. It's okay.'
I washed my face, came in my room, pulled on my spectacles and gave out a big smile.
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