The storm

Lying on the bed, one night, he closed his eyes, and let his thoughts go on in his mind. It starts from feeling of heart pounding against the uncertainity about the most important person in his life. He doesnt know whats going on but surely want to know what going on in her life. Submerged in the water of anxiety, suffocated by the thoughts, he opens his eyes and watched the roof with a question why?.. 

Why is it only he is the one who forgives and accept the things and the person as they are?

Why is it only he is the one who cares?

Why is it he is the one who preserves himself for her?

Why is it he is the one who feels ?

Why is it that she always feels emotionally cold?

Is it like he is the one who caused her all this ?

Or is it that she just don't wanna be?

All such and many more questions run down in his mind. With drop of tear in his eyes and the smile of all the memories on his mind, he wishes himself to get out of this fine...