I stared at him, absent minded and blankly. Why couldn't I feel anything. The shivers and the blushes I got whenever I saw him were no more. I couldn't explain how I felt,but one thing I knew for sure, was that he was too late.
Reality had slapped me on the face. I had moved on. The words I was dying to hear, didn't rise my adrenalin levels. Maybe I waited for a very long period and I lost hope, perhaps I fought very hard and I had finally accepted my fate.