Its time to show what we have in our hands.
The soon we reveal the faster we come out from pain.
When it’s just a sad day, i opened up my window to get some wind. I got her smell waving in air making me active and my day bright. Suddenly i saw a thing touching my head. It was her hands that says me not to cry unless or until she left me.
When that situation makes me to cry. I noticed that she wasn’t there. I realised that some irony needs correction in reality. I called her. She was depressed .
She dont want to share anything with me. I don’t know why. I asked what happened? She replied unless you dont want to Share anything with me. I wont. I don’t want to hurt her by what i am to say
So i. Didn’t ask her even a bit.
I cut the call.
The pain exceeds its threshold. I pinned my hand with metal nails.
It hurts than what i feel in my heart. I took it out. When i think of the moments with her, i am moving from a hell place to a heavenly place. I dont Wanna spoil my mind. So i want to enjoy her memories.
