She logged into her old e-mail account almost after a year,
shocked to see a few mails by his name. He was her ex. It had almost roughly
seven to eight months that they had separated and she was alright from the time
they parted. It never seemed a big deal to her. It was her decision. She wanted
the space, her life to her. She suddenly told him what she felt. With lot of
pain he accepted and they parted.
He
documented all his sentiments in those few mails, all that he felt, how he was
not able to cope up with the current situation. He wrote her all the stuff he
did in a day saying he just didn't have anyone else to tell. He knew she never
used this old email of her. One of the lines he quoted was "Don't take my
mails as an emotional drama that I’m doing to make you realize or repent
anything. It’s just that this way I can feel a little close to you. Hoping you
will never read these mails."
Her heart
was racing. She opened his last mail. It said "Hey Darling, writing you this
last mail. I waited dear hoping you would come and surprise me to say we need
to get back. Every day I roam on the streets to see if you'd be standing
there. Every day I used to dream of you, recollecting the memories that we were
together. I know I’m just being an emotional fool but I never knew you would
care so less. I never thought you won't care to the extent of not even asking
how I am doing. I can't explain you the pain and I can't explain you how the
days and nights I have spent staring at the phone. All I wanted to know was I
didn't waste my time on someone not worth Loving. But you just proved it. I
did. Trying to hate you all possible ways but somewhere I do love you. Goodbye!
She hurried to get her phone. She dialed his number to hear a voice
saying he was not reachable...!
