the little boy I knew

hello!

it's been a while since I replied to his text and all I could think of his him I got a reply from him saying he is happy to hear from me and that I remembered him as his first message he did mentioned himself not worth remembering ,I have so many questions for him and I still don't know few things I wish I did hear from him .i did heard the stories though so I gave him my number .why I left the number on that text looking at those numbers on screen I got flashes of memories when he decided to ghost me .I still don't know was I am angry with him , was he the reason I never trusted anyone ever again and the only answer to all was that one call .this time I was ready for him to go in fact I keep reminding him that this time he won't have any impact over me but my words are not matching with my action ,I have already put an hold to everything and was waiting to hear from him .it was then he gave me his number and I called.....

HELLO......HELLO

He said from other end of the call and something started pulling my chest I started feeling a sudden pain as if someone is punching me over and over again I gathered my strength and said Hello...

after a little moment of silence he said my name

lovee.....

and I said yes it's me

so many years passed right.

and I asked

why after so many years

he said life being hard on him and that he believed in karma. and may be because of that he had to go through it.

after this short conversation we keep having calls and messages and even followed each others social media accounts to fill up the void created over time.

we even end up arguing as we used to do but this time it was different we both are ready to give up easily no one wants to fight back I think that's what time does to us we are simply ready to let go and he already left once why to trust him again and. not to think that he won't do it again.

initially we talked about how life turned out for each one of us to why I am still single and so was he and by now it was clear that he too was broken by someone he trusted and loved deeply for and I have a thing for broken people before I could even realise I was again falling for him no matter how much I talked myself out of it telling myself it will end up breaking me in to a million pieces it took fifteen years to get along with life what this time I couldn't hold up back on my feet but still it did happened it was destiny may be or just the Bollywood movies influence over me or the novels I have been feeding my brain all these years where people after every obstacles remained happily ever after , deep down I was thinking of it as my happily after or as they says " if you love someone set them free, if they return back to you then only they are yours else they never were." is he returning back to me , do I need him?, do he needed me? some questions don't have instant answers they unfold over time .