It has been the last time since I felt like shit. I kind of missed it, but utterly, it is devastating and ripped me out of my core beyond point of return. You may already have guessed it, yes, it was a girl who did this to me. I don’t blame her, I blame me for pushing her too far and she never came back. I am talking ahead myself now. Let me tell you the whole story.
I had a long-distance relationship with a girl half of my age. At first, I rejected the idea of us. But it was too late when I let her in too deep inside me. There was nothing perverted in that, mind you, I was just letting her to see through me, this broken soul of mine. It was nice, knowing someone cared for you. When I realized and stopped trying to make her my lover, I realized I need her in my life. So I asked her to be mine, she said yes, to be brief.
It was tough knowing that she is mine, but wasn’t near me to hold. But I bore with it until she comes to me on her school break. During those times, we talked through phone every morning and night, catching up with the distance between us. Still miserable, but I knew she was mine, gave me a bit peace of mind. I held my best of the longing for her touch.