He was your first love. He was everything to you... Until he gradually grew distant, not saying a word. Months passed by, and your relationship slowly faded, losing the final spark of hope, the last lingering part of yourself.

You graduated and started working, but in your own thoughts, his figure and soft smile still surfaced. Two years had passed by, but haven't been for nothing - you'd sometimes call him, even if it was rare, while under the influence of alcohol.

“Bad again?” A painfully familiar voice sounded from the other end of the phone line, your only salvation. "I'll be right there."

He couldn't leave you like that, when you made his heart beat once more.