Sorry…

Doorbell is still not working.

He knocked on the door.

I peeped through the door hole and I see him.

I knocked in return from the inside.

I peeped through the door hole again and this time, he was smiling.

He left after he got a phone call. For some urgent stuff that I do not comprehend.

A few minutes after he left, there was a message in my inbox.

It read,”Sorry..”

I don’t know how to continue this but, at the time of writing, I miss him so much that I’m crying.