One night,rainy night of London as usual.A casual night for John.But without you in his bed.He thought break ups are normal and cliché but he soon realized he hated sleeping alone,let alone a night missing you.

He quickly got dressed up quickly..at 1AM…Rushing over your house like his life depends on it,breathing heavily like a dog.Few rain dropped on his clothes while he stands at your doorway.

“I made a mistake…”

He won’t ever let you go.Ever again.And his heart throbs never lie.