He could hear her breathing and his own heartbeats.

With the silence and the loneliness of the night.

A slight breeze blew through the curtains and letting the wind roam around every corner of the room. Every corner of his memory.

Then the image of the person beside him was gone..gone as the wind blows around the room.

The lady beside him was a memory. A beautiful memory.

His room was dark. But the memory of a goddess beside him in his bed is as bright as her as always.

He  stared blankly at the ceiling.

Then a drop of tear rolls again in his eyes. He couldn’t control them. As much as he couldn’t control his mind and heart.

Maybe the first one is a not too hard to handle.

He hold tight of his mobile phone in which a picture of the two of them is his wallpaper.

Maybe he has no more right because he is not her boyfriend anymore..

But he has his reasons for doing so.

For a millionth time on that night..

He thought of calling her or not.

He misses her so much.. that could eat him and kill him in any minute.

He dialled her number and let a  deep sigh.

Ringing...

Ringing..

“Yobesoyo?” the voice said.

Her voice ...though sleepy but fresh and like a lullaby to him.

“Dara.” He speaks slowly and almost whispering.

“Oh .. it’s you.” She said.

His heart was once again broken as he thought that she really erased his number on her phone.

“Dara..” he said as he shed tears.

“G....please.. stop this.” She sounded like almost begging.

“Dara.. I’m sorry.. I’m really Jagiya. It’s just that I miss you so much.” His voice is now audible enough for her to understand and hear his words.

“G...I’m sorry too. But please don’t make this hard for me.”

“Please don’t make this hard for the both of us.” She continued.

“I’m sorry for everything..please give me another chance Dara. I still love you. I will love you always.” His turn now to beg.

But he didn’t hear a reply on the other line.

“Dara..please..”

Click.

“Dara...It hurts.” He said between his sobs.

“I miss you..”

“so much..”