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The rain had just stopped a few minutes ago, so as my pluviophile nature gawked at the serene-filled canvas in front of me.

The constant overwhelming sense of déjà vu hit me like nothing but soon found myself clad in some simple jeans and a T-shirt.

Nevertheless turning on my heel before i could even start the engine, floods of messages and ringings filled my phone and mine replied as a quick comin', finally i pulled off.

Horning, turning left, turning right.

I rolled down my window and motioned as my friends hurriedly took their places.

The ride was full of fun.

Whistling, cheering, chit-chatting.

But the deeply buried void of emotions in my heart expanded its surface by adding more and more loneliness into it.

Probably i got philophobia from birth, or by experiencing the cruel surroundings of our society.

But i had. Indeed.

Fear of actually falling for someone i thought only could be found in imaginary tales.