October 6

Yesterday was 6th and it was less romantic, Waiting for such call is little bit sophomoric. I think it’s odd to expect nothing on a blissful day. Little disappointment strikes in my own lay. Have you remember those last 3 months of 6th? We were the sweetest couple running with our own old sticks. I was in the darkest corner for the last 8 hours, Keeping that old music playing by Swift called “Ours”. I wanted you to utter those magical words over the phone, Watching the clock, expecting you to call, is so much alone. Elevating this feeling is a bit awkward to do. I guess this is how the spark of love can always do. You promise that I will always be your only, Why I’m so much bothered and feeling so sorry. I guess this one great love is all about sacrifices, 3 months of relationship is ne’er as ill as bitterness.