Romantic feelings are in death!
I woke up by hearing Athiya's ringing. She was yarning. I see the empty half of my bed. I kept my hands there. My romantic feelings are in death. It was a turbulence. Mind is above love and care. The left back is basic instincts. How much i wish her friend would have understood me in time. She has gone to Philippines. I am going back to my social work where my soul can feel accomplished. Free air in the bonded world.