cold.

                                         winter. it was. she could feel the slashing breeze playing with her hair. yes, it was her. she was a little annoyed, but the tickle made her smile. it was no longer chilly, but a pleasant breeze. it was february. it reminded her of something. that sad curve appeared on her face again.
                                        'i shall shoot you someday. you are always late. i give you next 15 minutes, else i am leaving!' she was always dominating. she realized it (ultimately). but, she meant it otherwise. it was a part of her possesive nature which hid behind her loud and rude words. extremely possesive. 'i am almost there. trust me. try to understand. there was........beep beep beep'. the call was disconnected. yes, she did that. quite obvious. patience was never in her blood. and it was considerable. she was seeing him after a month. there were separated by some 200 kilometers, but it was a huge distance when you want the person to be just next to you, every single moment.she never realized that the possesiveness was her love for him. stupid girl, so i call her.
                                         he arrived. she frowned. he smiled. she turned around. she wanted to hide the blushes.(oh! how much she missed him!) she gave him a stern look. but his smile melts her heart always. 'i will kill you.missed you u, idiot'. he smiled again. 'i missed you too. coffee?'
                                         beep.'come soon! dinner! we are waiting idiot', said the text. her room mates.  her second family. she smiled. she stared at the window, 'tell him, i miss him. please!'. the breeze had always been a good friend.