บท 200: A way

It hadn't stopped raining for days. Since the moment he placed her on her bed and kissed her goodbye, it never stopped pouring.

That was his heart bleeding. He didn't know he was capable of feeling so intensely. From where he stood, his emotions grew instead of becoming lesser.

He hated it. He didn't know who to blame. He badly needed someone to blame for his bleeding heart but he had no one but himself.

He kept wishing on the starless clouds. He kept making wishes in the heavy downpour. He wished and wished but that was all they were. Wishes.

She was gone. He didn't notice how much of his life she had an influence on. From how he talked, dressed, ate, and even interacted with others.

She changed them all. Even his habits were different. He used to engage a lot in satisfying his sexual need. Now, he hated the mere thought of bedding another.