With every "Miss you," I felt a stab!
D ear xxx, Today, while I was clearing out my emails. I accidentally came upon our old conversation. You know when we thought it would be cool, as well as silly, to chat through emails. There were a total of 27 msgs. And the subject read, "Did you ever imagine what it would be like to chat through emails?" so silly I was, right? I started to read through them but couldn't go past the 15th. It was a long mail you have sent me as a reply to my previous 5 short mails. The moment I read the endearment you used for me, I felt a kind of whirly feeling in my stomach. I don't know how to describe it, but it wasn't a happy one for sure. With every "Miss you," I felt a stab. With every taunt, tease, and question, I found myself smiling and tearing up at the same time. And even laughing at your futile attempts of being dramatic(why don't you just accept that you can't be filmy and dramatic. Just leave that to me.) As I scroll through, I see 'love'