I would always say that he is the anomaly in my perfectly constructed world. His presence is the only anomaly in my otherwise perfectly chaotic world. He strolled in harmony with my life that he seemed so attuned with it. I resented it so much because I know that he wouldn’t stay – he would soon leave me, even if he says that he wouldn’t. I would want that, of course. That would restore the balance in my life, but that would also mean that he would be out of my life forever.