I sighed deeply as the cold morning breeze warm up with the afternoon heat and wakes me up from deep slumber. Automatically, with closed eyes,  I search for my phone. I peeked for new messages but found none. Disappointed, I groaned and sat up. I looked around and realized that I had been living alone for 7 months now.  Those 7 months felt like years without him. But time is moving on without my consent, hurting me as it rushes itself. I looked at my bedside table where there is evidence of our relationship. A simple picture frame with a photo of us during our first trip. It was a happy memory but looking at it makes me cry. So I hug my knees and cry as I've been doing everytime I think about us and our relationship.

October 13, 2014

AUTHOR'S NOTE: so I have been getting subscribers again, and it inspired me to write a new fanfic. I'mma tell the truth, im not entirely sure about the plot and stuff. Lets just take this one chapter at a time. 

You might find me weird for this but I really want to know if you find this interesting. Please comment! Please ^^

What are your thoughts about it? Should I continue it? No? Maraebaaaaaaa :)