A story of the Lonely

I am counting the days being with a soul mate..because these might be the last months of having him..I know, he will be boarding a ship and staying in a trap ground with only an hour of shared feelings with me..and it kills me just thinking of these..cause I know it might happen..it will happen..and I would be left here alone like before with out daily assurance…and I might stumble and I might falter and I might be uncontented as opposite as my contentment today..

but it is inevitable..so I am counting these days..just for redemption that my tears are worth emptying when he will be out of my sight..

I don’t know what to do, honestly……..my soul mate is about to be trapped in a glass box and I have to wait for five long years for him to be free from the box..

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