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“I’m moving out.”
Those words kept ringing in my mind for some reason, the silence was loud without it too. Ever since Kaveh left, it felt empty.
I don’t know why I feel like this, but somehow I keep replaying moments with him in my head. There’s no reason I can think of why, at least one that feels reasonable.
I never felt anything much towards him. He was a nuisance, even.
To get rid of things that annoyed you, why did it feel wrong?
Ever since he moved out, not even the rain outside drained my thoughts.
Today's thunder is loud, I wonder how he’s coping with it.
He doesn’t like thunder that much.
I tried sending him letters, because we still were friends…sort of.
He never gave me where to send them though. I wonder where he is now.
I wonder why I’m thinking about him this often, now that he left.
Maybe I should stand by outside, maybe the rain can drown these annoying thoughts with its noise.
Walking out the door he walked out of always felt wrong, like I shouldn’t touch it for the memory.
The rain is loud and heavy today, hopefully Kaveh didn’t catch a cold again this time.
I’m soaking wet, yet somehow I can’t think on how I want to dry myself.
The rain’s running down my face.
Wait, I didn’t even go out of the house yet.
Why am I feeling like this?
I just want him to come back.
I want to touch his blond hair, let my fingers run through it one last time.
Thinking about when we met, in the library of the Akademiya.
His table was filled with books, I hardly understood his notes.
He was a senior, it was ironic how stubborn he was.
I want that stubbornness back.
I should probably wipe my face.
Take care, my dearest, Kaveh.