One night, just three days before our Lord's birthday, I suddenly heard my phone's message tone again. At last! It was from her! "Often in tym, we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, Goodbye is a painful way 2 say I Love You." I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of it. What did she mean? I texted her back searching for answers. However, I found nothing. I called her but she would not answer as usual. For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable, desperate and empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love her and I wanted to be with her forever. (Read Related : Miss You SMS) The following days, I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much. I missed her messages. I missed hearing my message tone that would indicate that she had sent another loving message. Nobody around me could feel the emptiness I felt. Tut... Tut... Tut... Tut... Tut... “Meet me at d cafe, 10 am 2day” I read it aloud, making sure the message was true. I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. I got myself ready in a hurry and went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived. I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful. She had black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a perfectly chiselled nose and long black hair. Her eyes radiated kindness and love but there was a flicker of something in them. I thought I could detect a flicker of sadness. “Hi, Julius,” said the angelic voice I had been dreaming
of each night. (Read Related : Sad SMS) She was looking at me straight in the eyes and I could really feel the sadness in her voice. I swear there was something in her voice and those lovely yet lonely eyes. She got up and smiled at me lovingly. “Please come and visit me tomorrow morning.” she said and gave me a piece of white linen paper. I read what was written on it and when I looked up, she was gone. The following day on Christmas, I woke up early and got ready in excitement as I thought of her. I went to a florist in a hurry and bought a dozen pink roses for her. They lived in an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella. The guard stared at me with sadness and amazement in his eyes. He told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I saw him going inside the house, I noticed that the house was brightly lit.
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