Today I finished reading this book, At first sight, and when I finished I was in tears. Those who have read this book might understand me. It was really heart-breaking towards the end. I can't even think of loosing the ones I love. It's a bad bad thing and I wish it never happens to anyone. Never. The book was good, but I hate it for its end. The only good it did was to remind me, how lucky I am to have my loved ones with me, and I wish all of them remain with me, healthy and safe. If ever anyone has to go, I would want it to be me! I'm thankful for this reminder. In the race of life, we tend to overlook the important and special things of life.
Just after I finished the book, and got myself to composure, my hands went for my wallet on their own, to reach for the letter, the only letter he has given me ever. I did not even read it, having it in my hands I realized how much I am missing him here. My eyes again filled up, but it's no point getting sad and crying, for I know it's a matter of few months or years, and then he'll be back.
It's just that I miss him, a lot.