Down Memory Lane

The ringing of the phone always made my heart skipped a beat, and I hoped so much that the person calling me was him.

He was just average, but maybe that’s why I liked him so much. He didn’t try-his charm was effortless.

‘Hey, you asleep?’

That’s it, that’s all I want to hear, his voice. Even if I was asleep, I wouldn’t be the second he called.

Did he know?

‘No, I’m not,’

‘I had troubles with my mom today,’

And I know exactly why. And I felt so hopeless.

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‘You know when you care for someone; you want that person to be happy, not out of obligation, but because you just
want to. Because making that person happy suddenly makes you feel happy. I want that for you,’

Of course. I felt the same for him. But did he know?

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I had a terrible time with my boss that day.

‘It’ll be ok tomorrow, trust me,’ he said.

And sure enough, it was all ok, just like he said.

‘My boss didn’t become such a bitch as he did yesterday, just like you said. I love you!’

Silence.

‘Why won’t you say you love me too?’

Silence.

But what he said after that I remembered.

‘Because words are not enough. Because you deserve more that what I can give you now. Because it’s unfair to you,’

He never fails to tell me that every time I asked.

And I asked many times

I didn’t comprehend then, but I do now. But does he know?

Source: My old ones