I met him today but,
I met him today, after it’s been a year, for the first time my heart didn’t ache, my stomach didn’t vibrate with fear, my eyes didn’t pour water, my mind didn’t flood with thoughts. Does it mean I moved on? Why am I so surprised to even consider this? Of course, it’s been a year and the way things have been is just so clumsy that I can’t even seem to be happy about this new change. My whole world fell apart, at least it felt like that then, I don’t even know when I reconstructed it. I waited for him, I did, for a very long time and it was hard, really hard. Every time it felt like I’m dying out of fear, I was hoping for a flower to blossom in the middle of desert. I was expecting a miracle to happen standing in middle of sahara desert. I prayed for that miracle to happen, I believed that, I believed that for a very, very long time, a year may not seem a long time for people, but those every second of past year, I know the pain I endured, I know the same loop I played in my mind, ...