A bit of feeling It's the first day of work in the new year. I was a little happy. But I don't know why I was still weak like that, why I could not be stronger when I heard his voice. But I really don't know why he knew how to choose the right time to contact me when I felt most lonely. People said that it's not important if you come first or not but it's important when you come at the right time. I wonder if that is important now. Why did I gently answer his phone call even though I had been painful so much? Why didn't I yell at him when I heard his voice? But what incivility can I do that? I am nothing to him. I understand it. But I keep asking myself like this until he will give me the answer because I am conflicted between heart and mind. Time is the answer, I think. However I am glad because he still remember me and want to meet me. That's enough now.