A week gone..
We are no more in contact.
I don't know, which book he is reading now.
I don't know, what he had cooked today for his mom
Yes, this was our routine.

Actually it starts with me.
No, no with his behavior,
Or may be not.
I don't know how
but this always happens.. the fight.
We fight and cut out all the contacts.
Just a status update keep both of us alive for each other.
No, I think, just for me.
Because it did never matter for him.


Hope we could still be in contact.
Yeah, sometimes I miss his presence.
I want to talk to him.
But not at the cost of my self respect.
May be, he too would be missing me at some point of his life.
And if not, then I should never approach for his presence.

I will keep writing few words,
just as talking to him.
I don't love him.
Neither do I want him, to love me..
He is my friend.. I just want that
that I can't get I know this fact.