#Chapter51
Raf’s point of view (the day of his departure)
I wasn’t sleeping at all. After I told her to meet me in the airport, I left. I was walking around the city without the destination. I have been thinking about leaving for a long time.
After I made up with dad, I started feeling good a bit. But something was still missing. It took a lot of time for me to understand what was the matter. But in the end, I came to terms, that I needed her. And those 4 months were a living hell. It was like my heart was missing.
Yes, I was the one, who sent that dress. And that was my poem. Even if she thought that I was ignoring her, the truth was: all that time I was looking at her. Every second, she thought she was alone in her thoughts, I was sitting near her and was lost in my thoughts.