5 April, 2012.

Dear Diary,
  Finally today I will met her. It's been four years. Four fucking years. I missed her. God I missed her so much. Her smile. Her eyes. Her adorable face. Even her angriness. Everything, every single thing. Mostly the feeling when she would near me. Surrounding me in her savor. I just wish to see her again, and hold her in my arms. In these years the only thing I was doing was continuously falling in love, Living in her memory. The most scary and most pleasant thing was the way I was falling for her. Desperately, cutting into pieces. My heart wasn't my now. I hope she will take care of my body's this part which doesn't belong to me anymore.

"You  are leaving tomorrow and now you are telling me this. Seriously?" I don't know what happened to me. I should be angry. Or upset. Digonto won't be here for my marriage. But the only thing. I was thinking was it's better.
"I wanted to tell before. But...."
"But you didn't think I deserve to know, obviously who the hell I am to you? Nobody."
Digonto winced but didn't say anything. What? He even didn't denied? I came his home because I so wanted to see him and he is saying this!
"Go wherever you want to go. Go. I will be so happy without seeing your face. You even don't show your face, when you are here. Then it will be better no best if I don't  see your fucking face in my life ever again."

I shut the door of his bedroom and ran away from him. Because I knew if I would be there any more second the tears in my eyes will find there way. And it won't help the lack of eye sight of his to understand my miserable state.