“I don’t get it most of the time. I strive to be better and my days are just devoted  to fix things but every time I try, my hopes just crush down in a second. I feel like I am the most unloved, disregarded and worthless person ever living.” She looked at him earnestly and stopped for a minute. Without all knowing, she started to cry again.

“I feel that sometimes, being not enough or not appreciated and even not seen as who you are. Problems become more important then it all falls down. Nothing becomes more worse when that person whom you expected to be with you is the reason for all of this suffering and that person is even unavailable to even just accommodate you to hear what you have to say. I feel that sometimes…not sometimes but always.” He told her smiling while remembering the days.

She took it all. She embraced the pain and in as much as she wanted to stop crying, the more she does. He gave her a pat on the back. “You’ll get by.”

The unbreakable silence thereafter gave the signal that they are not alone in their struggle to finding out of what has been. Stoked by the moment, high hopes came again and this time, they got each other.