HEART STRING (Memories)

                       // MEMORIES//

           Note- This is the second chapter. To read first chapter click here.

Dear Diary,

Memories can be sweet or sour. But I knew that those precious times with him always be the special memory for me. During those days he used to sing his roughly composed songs “you have fallen for me”, “My princess”, “coffee mug” and etc. Out of which “You have fallen for me” was my favorite one. I wanted to hear his voice but couldn't bear if he doesn't recognize mine. Now I also clearly remember on a spring evening I was filling my scrapbook with our pictures when he barged into my room without knocking.  I suddenly placed that scrap book under my pillow. I snapped at him with my teddy and we argued about knocking. Then I dragged him out of my room to the terrace and there he told me he has something important to tell me. At first I thought he was going to confess about his feeling. I thought he had the same feeling as mine, but instead of that he told me about his selection for a music album. I stunned for a moment; didn't understand whether I was feeling happy that his dream is going to be fulfilled or sad that he is going to leave me soon. But I suppressed all my emotions and congratulated him. Some emotions are unspoken; he should have seen that in my eyes....

What I’m expecting right now. I have wasted three hours to decide what to wear tomorrow. Because tomorrow is the day I’m going to see him in his concert and tomorrow is going to be a long day...

See you soon     
           
I closed my diary, then changed into my shorts and went to bed. I couldn't sleep that night and ended up hearing his song 'you took my heart away' from his first music album. I knew that between two hearts ones’ will be accepted where the others’ have to remained close.

Staring at the moon, so blue
Turning all my thoughts to you
I was without hopes or dreams
I tried to dull an inner scream
But you saw me through

Walking on a path of air
See your faces everywhere
As you melt this heart of stone
You take my hand to guide me home
And now I'm in love

You took my heart away
When my whole world was gray
You gave me everything
And a little bit more....



His  p.o.v.

I didn't know whether she is coming to my concert or not. It had been already four years I last saw her. I gave her my number but she never contacted me and instead she changed her number. Recently I found her through Facebook. I didn't believe she used a fake name but a grin came on my face when I had seen her comments on my every post. I wanted to see her and hear her voice so desperately that I organized a fake lucky draw and send her an invitation for my tomorrow’s concert. But I didn't get any confirmation yet. I can’t let her go and I will never let her go...no matter what.

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P.S. - This story is inspired from a Korean series of same name and a story of Pratikshya (Words unspoken). This story has four parts or chapters. It is the second chapter.

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