He was happy. He was going to marry again. And she looked good. They started slowly talking to each other. She wanted to speak to him every night before she went to sleep under her cosy quilt. They could not meet every day as they were time zones apart, but she had started feeling good about the upcoming big day.
He was hollow. He had loved somebody to core and had a painful heartbreak. He was wary, he was skeptical. He had doubts if ever he would be able to love her and would that be fair with her given no fault of hers.
He tried to talk the way every guy does with his girl, but he just could not. He was hollow and his wish to love had ended. He just wanted to be happy like he was and wanted to be friendly with her before getting cosy.
Was he insecure ?
1 comment:
i guess he wasn't...
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