Broken Bond

Prologue

I missed him . I just missed him I wish he was here with me now . I wish he would pick up my calls so that I can just here his voice even if it was to rebuke me . I miss his late night whispers , they way he said my name , the way he cuddles, the way he talks with his hot British accent , the way his eyes expressed all his emotions . Aah his eyes his green eyes that I would always get lost . The way my heart fluttered whenever he was near me . I miss his laughter too his loud and cheerfully laughter that could make anyone sad happy .

I knew the fault was mine I was to blame for whatever occurred between us but I was just scared , scared that if I gave him too much then he would break me in ways never broken before. How ironic it is then that the one doing the breaking ended up being me.

I was tired of waking up every morning thinking that a voicemail awaits me from him , that a text awaits from him , maybe he would just call.

Seconds turned to minutes , minutes turned to hours , hours changed to days and days to months , months had gone by and I was still waiting just for his voice even if it was to tell that he hates me . I just needed to hear it one last time because I was forgetting first his voice then i know his face will be next I just pray that I don't forget the happy memories we spent together .