She kept looking at her phone for the whole night but it didn't ring.
Again her peace left her alone.

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Another insomniac night. She was wondering how her 2 a.m. partner turned into old messages.

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Dear Nonexistent,
Each time I think of you I feel the heaviness that came with the realization that you never existed and there's nothing I could do about it. The places which we used to visit often forget to carry your fragrance nowadays, the walls which used to listen to us do not ask me about you anymore, even the breeze has stopped making me shiver. Those teary sleepless nights were actually dreams and after waking up I realized that so many years I had been in deep sleep and maybe I'll never be able to sleep peacefully anymore. You were just an imagination or a virtual character who never existed. The last time when your breath warmed my neck I was just thinking how will I spend my rest of life without you? Why this reality hits us so badly? So many questions were running through my mind. I somehow resisted my tears as I wanted to bid you the last goodbye smilingly. It's been two meaningful years since our paths departed still there's no life without you. I had no idea about how a lifeless person can be full of life because it holds on to thoughts of you. Be happy wherever you are, no matter you exist or not. Happy 2.
Yours,
The Hopeless Romantic Girl

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Someday

"Just for once, let me get lost in your arms again", my mind will say after exchanging the first glance in some 17 years at a friend's party.
Maybe by that time my dream of leading a bohemian lifestyle will end. I'll be doing a 9 to 5 job and living peacefully with a husband and a child. I hope you will stop being so irresponsible. You will change yourself from a forgetful guy to a good father. Our lives, our paths everything will change but our eyes will still remain the same. We will exchange smiles and we will come closer when some old songs will create the magic in the heavy rain and everyone will be dancing. We will hold hands and start dancing.
"Just for once, let me get lost in your arms again", I will whisper in your ears and you will agree till the song ends.

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The Anniversary

You look yourself in the mirror and smile. It's your anniversary after all. You congratulate yourself for surviving 610 days without him. You think about the time when you saw someone wearing the same T-shirt he used to wear. You thought of texting him but your fingertips froze, you tried to speak to him a million times, but it's all forest fires. You think about the time when he used to wish you every year on this day, though he was never a part of this celebration. He was Secret Santa. You feel for him every second knowing he's not there. It spills out of you, messy and unkempt.

You take a deep breath. You accept the ache of missing him. This is you waking up every morning, going to work, living your life, aware of what is missing. But you accept the fact that this is your life now. You smile again and start celebrating the day. It's your anniversary after all.

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"You've prepared well but still check once if anything is missing."

"Yeah, the wish from him."

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"It's his father's birthday, I hope he has bought something nice for him", the one sided lover murmured while reading the 2 year old last message one more time.

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"It hurts when you can't celebrate any festival with your loved ones."
"Do you know what hurts more? Losing the right to tell them that they looked good in Indian wear."

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"We always forgive our loved ones, no matter what."
"But what if they're not even sorry?"
"Then it's difficult to forgive ourselves."

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"How does second heartbreak feel like?"

"It's like when the tiny green leaves start sprouting out from the buds on a tree in the spring and the tree starts dreaming again about a new life after losing all it's leaves in the winter and at that very moment somebody cuts it down."

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