Waves of Past (Fade)

. It’s already ten in the morning and he usually texts before eight in the mor

the water. “What’s yo

Surely, he will. It’s been three months since he started texting me and I didn’t even reply once. What should I expect? Of course, he’ll get tired of unc

him? Why am I even concerned? I don’t even know him. I should stop this nonsense. Why would I expec

it it. I was already waiting for his text each day and not receiving it right

things I needed to do. It was already lunch, but I haven

couldn’t sleep. Damn! I started doing yoga to calm my mind. Then, when I couldn't

te m

ake a month break so I started rearranging my schedules, giving some of it to Anessa. Well,

of the islands there. My flight will be tomorrow since I managed to contact my friend from the airline to acc

ith a hea

even in the evening, but traffic sucks in Ma

me early and was supposed to stay at the nearby coffee shop around the airport. But, I must have gone crazy because instead

ir specialty. Then, I sat beside the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at people outside the city

I traveled all the way here in this city...I stayed a bit longer and t

e place one last time in case he was here...then started to walk

re? I looked around the place. Did he see me? Should I answer his call? What am I going to say? Fuck! Thi

o say. Will he call back if I don’t answer it?