It was wintry and tenderly chilled..
not finding him at the other end, quickly disturbed her trance
jumping out of the bed she thought "Is she late for the Day?"
the missing aroma of fresh brewed coffee was uneasy feel,
worryingly glancing at the clock which read 4:49 am
something strongly churned inside her as she whispered its too early to be up..
hurrying into study, the table.. books and markers laid untouched,
increasingly nervous, dreadfully blackout she opt to call him,
its ringing... one.. two and couple of more calls go unanswered...
tears began to roll down as she comfort herself on couch,
the insistent sound of her heartbeat eludes queer pain..
his watch.. his wallet.. his notes on the desk screamed jitters in her.
thousands of thoughts swelled in her nervous..
she reverberated how busy she was to unheard what he wanted to say over last night..
seemingly anguish She missed him lot more than ever,
she missed his unpretentious charm, she missed the sound of his footsteps around her..
in every breath she inhaled uncanny distress with clueless attention,
the hours were passing by and yet he didn't reciprocate,
she thought where he could be as she cried to numbness..
breeze in the sunshine gave her some hope,
with buzzing alarm, reclining calmness she decides to stay strong..
the swollen eyes and dried up lips craved for some warmness,
she stand frail wishing for some coffee..
making into kitchen missing him more at every step
the stick on note flashes on the fridge..
imbibed fear, shivering hands she bend down to read..
"OT Call in the middle of the night, didn't wanted to wake you up,
will be back for breakfast.. See Ya"
falling on the knee, crying breather it was that light of the day
where she waited for him like never before..
