Random is back in my dreams. Now though as a nightmare, unlike the love bud ,which once used to exist
Its one hour past midnight now.
The usual time for me to sleep is about 1:30 am and I am always alone up till this late in my home.
But last night, something unusual happened. My phone kept on buzzying continuously. I hurriedly stepped in, to check the messages.
It was a message from Random, years after he found someone else.
I was really very afraid, if that was he only.
But how did he get my number?
Should I have replied to the message?
But I didn’t actually wanted to because I had no little hopes, left out with me.
The hands which once used to hung up by my waist now found something more interesting.
Those little chats which ended up at ‘Hi’, staring much more on expressions now used to, be stretched up arguments. Though I love him but now I do not want to be tied up with him anymore.
That’s absolutely fine on my part.