The wrong sms showed me the right man

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Mike and me had known each other since the undergraduate year. We had been as happy as the other couples in love. Mike was gentle, intelligent, but close-mouthed, sometime difficult, but I never cared about this. Beceause of his timidity, he didn't say in front of me any winged word, but he often sent to me many sms's that I could read when he wasn't there. It might be strange or weird but these sms's were still the sweetest love letters I'd received. After the graduation, I moved to his house. We seemed to be closer, but in fact, we didn't have as much free time as before. We worked in the different companies, with different time tables. We lost also the habit of sending sms's. Mike's career advanced rapidly, and he had to travel for work even during the weekends. I could stand for the loneliness for a month, two months, a year,...but it must not last forever. Then I took part in a club to kill my free time. And I met Charlie there, this guy is an inverse image of Mike: enthousiastic, open-hearted. I could talk with him about any thing, and this time I could hear the winged words by a real voice. He was always ready to accompany me for shopping, dancing, meeting friends-the activities that Mike could hardly do. Thought being so sorry for the long time I had shared with Mike, I prepared to make up my mind.... One night, I made an appointement with Mike at home to say about "a very important thing". While driving, I recalled of the experiences between us. Suddenly, a cat came across and I couldn't keep control. Then my car had flat tyres. Standing in a deserted road in dark night, I was so scared. I thought of calling Charlie for a help. I ringed his cellphone, the line was ok but no reponse. I sent him a message, then I called him another times, but he turned of his mobile. I phoned to him via landline, and still I got nothing. How disappointed I was! I sit down at the egde of road and cried. But then I felt a hand put on my left shoulder. I turned back...And it was Mike with a face turning from worried to joyful. He hugged and say :"Don't cry. It's ok now". Oh, I turned out to enter Mike's number and send to him an sms, I mixed up it with Charlie's when I was too fearful. Mike is now still busy and often absent, but I don't mind cause I know he'll be there if I need. He's still close-mouthed, but his actions speak loudly.