A story half written...

    It started with a friend request... Just a few days back she was in a musical concert in her school & that senior guy with that voice ..she couldn't stop her to be fell for . even she didn't know his name . And now , that familiar face is blinking on her laptop screen with a friend request ! Chat started with a 'hi'. Then from favorite movies to favorite food, from if teasing to relationship problems..gradually they became friends, good friends as they transferred to WhatsApp. She was even not aware of when he became her habit. A habit that she can't spent a day without a single msg. Meanwhile she became his habit too. It was a December evening, she was personally invited to his concert. She was there before time. From a corner, She could notice his curious eyes starring at the entrance, but her hesitation said "keep distance" . She watched him playing on guitar with her gloomy eyes & he was not aware of her presence. Sleepless nights with blushing face became their life. She got emotional & he was there to pamper her, she got sick & he was there to scold her, she got panic & he was there to comfort her..when she's sad ,his songs could make her smile ..she didn't know what was that. Was it love ? Or still they are friend zoned ! Nope there's something between them & both were aware of it but didn't wanna accept. It was 14th Feb. Her cellphone screen blinked with a msg "Happy valentines day" . & an hour of chat. They almost confessed their feelings with their views & later realised possibly nothing gonna happen between them & its the bitter truth . They promised to continue their friendship as it is going on. Days gone by & for her it was difficult to be 'just friends'. Every single day she got emotionally attached a bit more. She started to avoid..he asked " what's wrong ?" .."busy"-that's what she replied. When she badly need his company & her conscience didn't allow, she couldn't stop her emotions at the border of her eyes. And one day ,finally they cut off.. It was fb news feed " lost my phone, kindly inbox me your numbers." ..she smiled but didn't texted him again. And now he's just a name in her contact list which she can't erase anymore. He was a beautiful past. He was always there in every high & low notes of her life to strengthen her. Still she listens to his songs & every time fall for his voice with the same excitement...butterflies are still beautiful !
   
      The clock reminded with the bell ..it's 12..his b'day. She went to the balcony with the guitar. It's full moon. That wintery wind left her untied hairs messy as she started to play on guitar singing the b'day song. Every time she wants to leave a msg on this day but she doesn't want those heartaches again. She is healed now & doesn't want a throw back to those past days. That night she wanted to play on those copper strings until her fingers bled. ..with her trembling voice all she could utter " I love you Mr. ..."