cry. That's something Michael Kaiser wouldn't do, let alone cry over a girl. but here he was, on the right side of the bed, staring blankly at the empty left side. tears have been continuously flowing down his cheeks since five minutes ago

Everything in his apartment always reminded him of that girl. the girl he left two years ago to pursue his soccer career. Kaiser had forgotten how she smelled, how her lips touched his, how the warmth of her body comfort him. Kaiser misses that his cell phone ringing breaks the silence of the room. Kaiser looked at his phone, already guessed who called him. he let out a long sigh. the same conversation will happen. he picked up the phone

"hello..."