He had lost count. Days, months and years passed, seasons changed, so did his charm but despite his arduous wait, she didn’t return. And then one day, when the skies were pewter, and grayness consumed the world, in such a gloomy setup she appeared displaying all love. The smiles resurfaced, the moon shone through the starlit skies and before he could comprehend his long lost love, she disappeared, may be hiding in her cocoon, renewing her old recidivism self.
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Stoically built….very sad but yes true…often it happens…..somewhere men do it, somewhere it’s a woman.
I really felt it…an extension of my thought….nothing personal but yes, an extension of thought alone.
An amazing thought process of being alone. Lonely and sad to be imprisoned within your mind.
This is such a beautiful and hard hitting construction evocative of imagery that crawls up the soul and pierces it with the emotion latched to each word inscribed.
No wonder, I have filled my phone memory with countless works of yours saved!
True my friend. Thanks for reading it
Thanks so much. I am glad you could relate. 🌸🌸
You read it so beautifully. Thanks so much
Roopam I am flattered. Thanks so much for such a beautiful read and all the support. It means so much
Always a pleasure!
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Sad but true …nice
Thanks so much my dear friend
Our pleasure
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Painful but true / I was busy and missed your nice romantic write ups . Thanks for sharing !! 🥰
You are very kind. Thank you so much for your lovely words 💕
Loved reading this one only if could get a happy ending.
Yeah the word demanded a tragic one. Thank you for reading
Nicely said!
Thanks so much
You’re welcome!
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