sunshine that keeps my body warm, orange juice last morning, a ham burger with egg that I ate for an afternoon snack, the blackout that just had happened, and movies to watch with the one I love plus his voice, his long messages, and his presence.

I met people. I met different guys. I had witty conversations. I had those sweet, too. I fell in what I called love before. I fell out of that too. Then, I had my heart broken -twice, thrice, and maybe gazillion times more. I became lost.

Then he found me.