Them II

She took out her keys,  got in her car, and started driving. She had no plan to go anywhere. She had just turned the music player on and kept driving wherever the road would take her. Unconsciously she was thinking of him and what they talked about 5 mins before she wished him well and said their last goodbye. It wasn’t the first time they had parted.
While she was lost in thoughts. She heard a familiar song.
*****
They were laying on her tarece under a stary sky. It was summer and her birthday. He had came to her place to wish her with his favourite vegan chocolate cake. So typical him! (Hehe..) He had also made her a dvd of their memories. All the photos and videos of their and the playlist of their personal love songs.
She said if she could ask for something for her birthday. Of course he said yes. So she asked him to sing her a song. “Sing you something, I’m terrible at it. Haha I’m not singing”, he said. She frowned and got back to gazing the stars.
Suddenly she heard him sing.

The little things you do for me
And nobody else make me feel good
Little things you do for me
Making me smile
When no one else could that’s why
I like to sit next to you
And hear is your mad stories
I know they are not true
And i like that we share
A secret or two, together!


It was the same song playing on music player. They have always been the kind of couple who did little things for each other to make other feel special. Where is it all gone now? She finally lost it and cried herself rivers. By the side of a huge road somewhere on the highway she stopped her car and cried her heart out.
TUDles..❀

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