When the photo popped up, my heart missed a beat. I wanted to look at it closely, but it blurred… I don’t know how I survived the year. Each and every night, I really wished I would never wake up again. Actually, most of the time, I couldn’t fall asleep until 5 or 6 o’clock in the morning. The waiting, the tries, the email… I am scared. I am scared of you. I don’t want to see you…
I didn’t know how long I cried, until I was tired, until my head was empty, until I didn’t know why I cried. So I pulled the screen closer. I recognized his eyes. I saw his smile. Suddenly, I burst into laughter. Doooon’t. Don’t laugh at me. I know I was silly. I can’t stop giggling. I'm over reacting? May be. But I have to giggle. Don’t look at me…
The screen was warm. And it should be.
Thanks for the photo. Because he is handsome. And more than that…
