🤗|I can still love|
He used to tell me to send him a picture every night before I slept. I always wondered why? why he wanted to see me when my eyes were tired and my smile was lazy; my thoughts were still and my pulse was lower than usual. His little demands at times were strange but they said so much about him, about how he loved me, how he saw me, how he wanted to know each bit of me, how he wanted to travel through me, how he wanted to talk without talking, how he wanted to dive in the confused paths of my story. I always thought that he was crazy, crazy for me and in love. I used to wonder what would he do without me. I used to wonder how would that one night be for him when I won't send him a picture, how would he go to sleep. I never thought that I would ever be left alone by him so I never thought of the probabilities and consequences. But then one day he left ! I was unprepared. I was unaware. And it happened one night when I was blocked from his life and I was as helpless as it could be.