Chapter 20
Zamin hadn`t replied to my congrats text. Maybe. I was being to pushy, or maybe he simply wasn't allowed to talk to me. Saleema is strange, I will never fully understand those two. I missed him a lot. Yes the old poor him who played tennis with me when we were teenagers and the adult him who helped me perfect my backhand and front hand. Where had it all gone wrong?
I wonder if he ever thinks of me so fondly. I hope I left as big of a footprint on his heart as he did mine, and even if I have accepted that we can not be with one another I still wished for him to be with the one he loved the most, even if it were Salama.
I had no routine at this point, it was binging, oversleeping then crying. Not sure about what but I don't know if I'm over him just yet, I mean I always saw this coming but why did it hurt so much...like I had lost him forever. I should be happy...they were two of my best friends. My youth was a bright one because of them.
