Shadows lengthened and coolness returned: the evening sun cast long shadows on the ground, the slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. it was pain that's noticeable but not distracting: pain that couldn't be ignored: pain that would stop somebody in their tracks . She was just but the favourite child of fate .it was time for her to say goodbye or perhaps time to break a promise or maybe time to let go. There is a type of love that can only be written in the stars ,one that can only be written in the heart and a dangerous one that pushes you to do absolutely everything for the other party even if it pauses harm
People can grow strong enough to whisper at the iron bars that hold them and see them bend out of their way, like the most crazy magic that's what love can do .She wished she could have mastered it that way but it is hard when you've been starving for so long, you can sit and call for help you can act like there is no cage wear a mask of coping and normality ,you can rage against the bar but the pain that love causes is one she was not ready to remember.
Favor put on her thinking face staring blankly at the painful flashbacks of her life, a drop of sweat appeared on her face although it seemed impossible but it was already done ,Suddenly there was relaxation on her face and she calmed down. On realizing she was drifting she started to focus again. "How could He? Who does he think he is? Why is his heart hardened? Is love a bad thing.
There were times sunsets became the aroma of the evening rays, there were times our language was poetry, the beautiful memories of I love you with no if and but .The song did end but the melody still rings in my mind but who cares? that man is someone's dream now. In His presence I felt like I was touching dragonflies and stars. I thought I was dancing with fairies and talking to the moon but that was just but a faint memory.
It was on 17th February 2000 when I lost my family members in an accident. To me it was like everything stopped, people looked like statues in the streets everyone around me looked lifeless frozen in time , wondering through the graveyards , it felt like someone was watching me . I was not wrong when I printed in my heart the man in my destiny. I did not need anyone to understand I only needed to picture me in the story.
Benny came at a point in my life when my world was almost crashing down, He could bring me food in the streets everyday. slowly I felt embrace and drained myself in emotions. Days and months passed by with the same customary till one fateful morning when He opened His heart out to me.He was in love .This became a starting point for me
In His eyes I saw love :He may be the face I'll never forget.
He was handsome from the depth of His eyes to the gentle expression of His voice, handsome from his generosity to the touch of His hands. He wore a mask in His face for others and forgot himself so I gave Him my heart and kept His safe.There are stories in life that are worth written by tears ,not pen.The rhetorical feelings of entirety of us made me loose myself repeatedly..
This was a time in my life when desperation cultivated itself wholesomely .I wish there was a fable that could predict every time we meet people in our lives .I strongly believe it could be a sigh if we walked ahead of time .The labelling in my mind of the best of me might have seemed the worst He ever saw. Was love related to fantasy or fantasy became a perfect definition of love?
No matter how reluctant you feel you have to bid farewell when the time comes .God created me an ergophile person.He took me in and we lived together.We made it a norm in our togetherness to celebrate our little wins and embrace romance everytime .I stood still to watch the beautiful scenery of the fallen leaves listening to the wind saying that all colours have luster…All my life I worked so hard to separate myself from the crowd because I didn't want to be bullied ,brushed off and be treated like a fool but nonetheless I had to break through the rules of the world and reconnect with reality….
In our painful love story: .I learnt every little thing comes with huge obstacles…Fallen leaves do fall in love and dumbfounding enough there's no so called happy ending …Just make your decisions wisely..I loved Him dearly …He made me feel I was the best version of myself