Heaven is where nothing is left to Forgive
It was 2:30 am. The darkness and AC had failed to heal his swollen insomniac eyes.
She had left him without a trace, no goodbyes, number switched off. He couldn’t focus on his studies. Being an orphan had left him devoid of any close physical intimacy until she came in his life. He felt alive after ages whenever she touched him. It was four months since he last saw her.
He thought time will heal his pain. He waited patiently going about his daily chores. But the pain and suspence just aggravated day by day. He couldn’t find anyone in her contacts. She had no digital footprint, no common friends he knew of. He realised maybe his affections were only one way since she didn’t even bother to let him know about her family. Her penchant for mystery always frustrated him but it drew him gradually more insane in his love for her.
Time does not heal everything he realized and an unfinished story is too much to bear. She had left the fastfood joint as quickly as she was recruited. His boss was also left dumbstruck with what had happened with the girl but he had a business to run so emotions were sidelined for work.
Yet he could not master his emotions like his boss and the pain of being ghosted was taking its toll on him. He felt the six months with her passed away in a week. The police were clueless as their search reached a dead-end. She was like him in a way, no family, that’s all they told him.
He called the suicide hotline. No one answered at the other end. He laughed his heart out. No one was going to pickup a call in the dead of night or no one cared. The world’s pain forever looms on all lives, be it with a support line or not.
The suicide hotline agent checked the missed call when he logged in his morning shift. He dialled back instinctively. No answer. His computer didn’t show any identity logs on the missed number. Landline numbers were hard to check. The bloke must have moved on, but temporarily or permanently, he had no idea. He couldn’t trace the number. Calls were coming in. He had a shift to handle, he had a job to run and so emotions were sidelined for work.
