Don't get too attached

Part - 1

Sitting on the garden bench while writing my next draft, my eyes caught him again.
His face, with freshly shaved cheeks and spark in eyes, is a day-dreamy vision. I used to go to the garden and write so often. At times I notice kids playing and living the best moments of their lives, at times I find couples in my sight, giggling and sometimes arguing with each other. The chirping of birds, the formation of clouds in the sky, the fresh evening breeze, and everything around seems like a perfect story-line. I began splitting the ink on the paper. After a while, a girl little sitting next to me tapped her little fingers on my shoulder. 'What?' I asked. And she pointed at an airplane. 'Ah. These kids.' I mumbled but became a kid for a second. She suddenly disappeared into her peers. The airplane disappeared too and my sights caught him again. Jeez! He noticed me but fortunately, awkward gazing was passed, just a simple bright smile. Maybe he was tired of the workout but his eyes were like the pleasing poetry that any poet can recite and his jawline was perfect than any story-line.
PLEASING~
He waved at me, of course, I waved back. Soon he took some steps towards me and we had a short conversation. He was new in society. That's the only thing he told me. After that day we noticed each other daily, at times we talked too. I came to know that his name is Vihaan Baghla and he kinda does a government job. I didn't ask about his profession but soon one day ended up exchanging numbers. I was an introvert. I mean not really but I always have a problem with starting the conversation. But thank god he was completely an extrovert. He knew me so well and so early. His presence was so jolly and cosy like a love song.

We chatted for like 5-6 days. One day he, when we were at some café, maybe a date, but he said that he need to left his place for some days. A little expression of uneasiness arrived on my face, It was visible enough for him to noticed it. His expression and tone were reflecting the same thing. I was about to ask the reason but his phone rang and he got busy with it. I moved my head here and there, just for glancing the surrounding. Soon the beautiful bookshelf attracted me. I would not go there but he was talking in a low voice, trying to seek some privacy from me, so I went near that bookshelf and gave him some personal space.
I turned around after a minute. Damn! He wasn't there. I went near the place where we were sitting. There was no him but just a note, written on the tissue paper 'Please don't get too attached.'