Four Months before,
You were here with me. But things are not the same as before. Situations are not good before I knew that something was going on. One hot afternoon, we were together. Your eyes were swollen and you feel exhausted. I asked you if you were okay. You said you do. I ignored it. I trusted your word. But my eyes saw a different feeling upon your face. You asked me to just let it go: your hidden suffering. Then I followed your request because you said so and I am your best friend. I don’t want you to doubt my trust on you. But then, I started to think of what you were going through.
Two Months before,