On the first day after Aren left, I missed him and left without saying goodbye. How could I not worry about you?
The day after Aren left, I missed him. When I got up in the morning, there was no more breakfast on the table, no more good morning greetings from you. I have been used to having you by my side for so many years, and I started to feel overwhelmed when I left you.
On the third day after Aren left, I missed him and didn't want to go back to the bedroom to sleep. I kept huddled on the sofa, thinking that when he came back, I could greet him and hug him as soon as possible.
On the fourth day after Aren left, I missed him and smoked one cigarette after another, but my heart couldn't calm down. It has been four days, why haven't you contacted me yet.
On the fifth day after Aren left, I missed him and didn't want to sleep. I recalled Aren's breath in the room, as if he would disappear as soon as I closed my eyes.
One day, one day, time passes like this, Aren, will you come back?
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