Be aground

Returnees

The routine that I now live, makes everything mediocre. Arriving in the room, I re-thought to the relationship I was currently in. Until I finally remembered that Dika would pick me up after coming home from college. Quickly my mood was happy even I always saw a time that I thought was so long spinning.

When college came home, I immediately contacted Dika at that time. Waiting for his response, I waited for Dika in the usual place. But up to several times, Dika did not lift it. Not even the message I sent was any reply at all. I waited for almost half an hour, but I did not find any news. I went straight home to the hostel with a sad and sad face. Because in fact Dika did not respond to anything about my phone and my message.

Arriving at the boarding house until I fell asleep until night, Dika news also does not exist. My annoyance deepened for him, until finally I no longer cared about Dika. Dika's habits never change, want to be understood while he can not understand. I always give up on him, sometimes wanting to let go. Sometimes I dare to say that. But every time I wanted to do that, Dika seemed to know, then gave more attention than I expected. Which ultimately led me back to him.

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Evening came, my silent phone suddenly rang. I who saw the name of the contact immediately dumped my phone. Not wanting to be disturbed was my priority at that time including Dika's presence. My phone kept ringing pissed me off, until I turned off the ringtone. Then let it vibrate a few times. That long night, made me cry again with Dika's attitude towards me. Because in fact, I'm sure Dika called me because she needs someone right now. While I am always waiting for his presence is never considered. I want him to feel what I feel right now, when it's my feelings that are always worrying about him being far away. After a couple of times my phone rang it finally ended too. I thought when I didn't receive my call, then he would come to my place. I wait until midnight. But it turned out that my high expectations were getting futile.

"Aaahhhh my night was wasted again" I said in my heart crying

Getting hurt is something I used to experience with him. There is no lasting happiness in this relationship. When that happiness has stopped in my life, then a few minutes later it will turn into tears that last a few days. Envy the relationship of other friends, but all is free for me to do with Dika.