She twisted her hair and threw it back. They fell till her waist. She shrugged her head, shaking it with the towel in her hand. She pulled a chair and sat in the balcony. Living alone for many years in her flat, she was habitual of looking out of the window and staring into the monotony of the sky.
It is as if this feeling finds its way to my focus. This yearning of not having someone close to me who I can feel but haven’t yet met physically keeps getting more painful, especially if it catches my attention right after a moment of bliss and joy. I can feel him more when I am unable to pay attention to the aspect of my life concerning love and relationships.
I don’t know why but the more I am getting involved in work, the more pain am I feeling. I am enjoying the work I am doing but somehow, I also feel something suffocating me and causing me pain within my heart and no, it is not because of food because I don’t consume any such food in such amounts that it can possess a threat to my health and well-being.