Monday, August 23, 2010

Maybe tomorrow...

Red, blue, purple. The colors of her life leaving her, were now on her body. Fallen in love to fallen on the road. She pleaded him to stay with her, atleast just that dark-moist night.

“I am not letting you go!”

He left her without even a goodbye. Never looked back.

Yes! Wounds that one can SEE, do heal!

Maybe… tomorrow…

1 comment:

$$ said...

that was painful... :(