I pressed the telephone to my ear and listened through the background sound to silence on the other end of the wire. For a second, I thought it was silence but I heard sound of waves in gentle breeze, harmonised with her soft longing voice. "Come take a ride with me, darling. I know you like what you heard" And after five years putting up with life-sessions with pshychiatrist, group therapy and music career, I finally back to my feet. Not as strong as I used to be, but just as it was before she left me. Now, only for the next 72 hours, I'm going to be with her, again. "I know what you have done, what you have become, and I like it. Please don't go again. I'll be there in 15 minutes".