A letter to Mr A...

Dear Mr A,
It's been a year since I've heard from you. I mean we spoke everyday ​and suddenly you've stopped calling/texting/facetiming me? I remember the night before you suddenly stopped all communication. You called me so you could say goodnight and I also wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep. You told me you were at a party; I asked you what you were wearing: 'a shirt and jeans shorts' and I told you how cute I could imagine you looking and you laughed. Suddenly the call disconnected, but I wasn't worried because you had already informed me that your battery was low at the beginning of the call, so I figured your phone had died. So, I went to sleep knowing I would speak to you the next day. The next day came, and I  literally woke up thanking God for you. I remember my prayer clearly: 'God, thank you for blessing me with Mr A'. I glanced at my phone and you hadn't messaged me so I figured you were still asleep, so I got ready for work as per usual. On my lunch break, I got a message from your friend asking when the last time I spoke to you was, and it made me laugh because I thought it was random. I messaged you before I responded to your friend, telling you he just asked me about you - so we could laugh at the randomness together, but the message did not go through and none of my messages have ever gone through to you from that moment. So anyway I replied to your friend: 'Lol, yesterday. Why? You trying to get through to him?' As soon as your friend read this, he called me and I remember screaming and trying to run out of the building because he was telling me something about you. I mean at first I thought it was all a joke because most definitely it could not be true. But apparently it is because to this very day I still haven't heard from you. And to be honest with you Mr A, sometimes when my phone rings I pray it is your name that I see. But it isn't and it never will be.

In the loving memory of You... (Picture taken by myself)