3 months... how long can it be?
“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling
the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as
I'm missing you right now”
―
Edna St. Vincent Millay
It's been 3 months. 3 whole months since I had a talk with her. Since I felt lonely. Since that incident happened. Since I lost her. Since one friend was taken away from me.
I don't know what came over me. I saw her only that morning. She was online. The green button sparkled in front of my eyes. Holding everything inside of me had become a habit. I know I had to let go that day. I just had to.
I wrote a quick hi. I made the first move. It felt like now or never. The flashbacks came running back to me. 3months... the number did not make a difference for me anyway anymore.
Her reply came soon enough. We soon were talking. It reminded me so much of the past. We talked about our lives. Nothing much had changed. Everything was 'almost' the same. Neither was she interested in talking about 'that' nor did I show any interest. It was not raised up.
We talked for half hour or so. I don't know why but something was familiar. Very familiar. Maybe it was that time of the night or maybe it was the way we talked... somewhat like strangers. But it reminded me of our last chat... 3 months ago. The time and weather were the same. So many things were resembling the past. The only thing that changed was the words and our attitudes towards each other.
I spend the night thinking about it. It was like having two left feet. But if only I knew why...
It's been 3 months. 3 whole months since I had a talk with her. Since I felt lonely. Since that incident happened. Since I lost her. Since one friend was taken away from me.
I don't know what came over me. I saw her only that morning. She was online. The green button sparkled in front of my eyes. Holding everything inside of me had become a habit. I know I had to let go that day. I just had to.
I wrote a quick hi. I made the first move. It felt like now or never. The flashbacks came running back to me. 3months... the number did not make a difference for me anyway anymore.
Her reply came soon enough. We soon were talking. It reminded me so much of the past. We talked about our lives. Nothing much had changed. Everything was 'almost' the same. Neither was she interested in talking about 'that' nor did I show any interest. It was not raised up.
We talked for half hour or so. I don't know why but something was familiar. Very familiar. Maybe it was that time of the night or maybe it was the way we talked... somewhat like strangers. But it reminded me of our last chat... 3 months ago. The time and weather were the same. So many things were resembling the past. The only thing that changed was the words and our attitudes towards each other.
I spend the night thinking about it. It was like having two left feet. But if only I knew why...
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