She is not with me but her memories are....
It's all about time...I heard somewhere that time will give you the answers even to some unknown questions you had. That's the magic of time.
And that same time transformed me,
from - Trying to vanish the memories of her and crying all over the night in four walled dark room like a small child irrespective of my age and my gender.
to - Enjoying the same mesmerizing, delectable memories when they came into mind. If they aren't coming into my mind, I myself recollecting them by checking her DP in instagram .
I don't know why it happened to me, may be because earlier I was in a thought that she is not with me but now I realized that though she isn't there, her memories are with me.