But you would never notice...

'I may never return, not that you will notice. I may never be able to hold you close and whisper I love you , not that you will miss it.I may never walk into the room for you to smile and say you brighten up my day, not that you would feel my presence. But as i leave today i hope you would notice. I love you forever.'

A police van was pulled over at the far corner of the road. There were a handful of people. It was 11.00 pm as i starred at the watch in my hand. I had to get home. Why was there a traffic jam at this hour. I got off the car to see what was all the hustle about.I walked up to the man closest to me.
'Excuse me?' What is happening here'
'Oye Madam some girl jumped off the bridge'

How juvenile- I thought to myself. My mind immediately started reasoning. I jus put my hand in my pocket to remove my cell phone. I had to inform home. I was definately going to get late. Just when I saw a familiar face lying on the floor. Bloodless, lifeless, white.. I knew here. In fact knew her well. It was Sam.But how is it possible. An hour back she had called me up to tell me something and i was supposed to call her back. I was convinced i had the wrong person. Sam was a strong, independent women. She would never have. An idea struck me. I looked at the cell i was holding. And almost instantaneously i dialed her number. It rang. No one answered. A frightful alarm went through the crowd. I heard a man scream. Look Look something is ringing. The cops lifted it. I immediately cut the call.. they called back. And the whole crowd turned around to look at my phone ring. I was astonished almost taking aback by the most predictable turn of events. I lifted it. the cops asked me to come ahead and identify the body and also mummered to intimate her family of this sad demise. I could not look at her face. A face which always wore a smile now was motionless.

I picked up her phone to look at Aryan's number. The phone flashed '1 message received'. I was tempted to open it. It was from Aryan, 'Sam i dont know what you talking about. I love you to. I will see you at home. Can't talk now. bye'
I know i should not have crossed the line of privacy but i had to see what were her last words. i went to sent items. Clicked as series of numbers appeared. The last message read:

'I may never return, not that you will notice. I may never be able to hold you close and whisper I love you , not that you will miss it.I may never walk into the room for you to smile and say you brighten up my day, not that you would feel my presence. But as i leave today i hope you would notice. I love you forever.'

I moved away. Tears adorned my eyes. I cried hysterically.Dialed Aryan's number 989017.....