Missing out on a smallest detail makes me feel super afflicted. The wretchedness of the whole scenario may seem so trivial. But to me I don't even know why it is important to be part of these small details of the person I love.
A lived on the 4th floor whole of last year and I didn't even know that, when I spoke to him on phone and skyped with him, the images I used to create in my head now feel so rueful,EMPTY, Just because of one small detail being out of place.
Maybe I am making a mountain out of a molehill... BUT How I feel is how I feel. *SIGH*
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Good one !
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