Dear ( name retracted),
Yesterday, I went to the Nalanda top, alone to find your warmth in the cold breeze which I can feel in my ears like your breathing, in the nights we spent together.
I wish last night, your hands would be there instead of the cigarettes...you know it took me two hours to think should I smoke or should I call you....never happened before in my life. A girl who hated smoking like no one does now loves the way it goes inside her, mixed with her each breathes and calms her down as her lover does... Cigarette replaced a human, damn!!!! Well, I tried to look at the sky and find you but this time my eyes were calculating the depth of the building... I was on the edge, having a cigarette in my hand, telling myself not to smoke, but my body froze, forcing me to smoke again...
Yours,
Aditi
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