It was a cold winter night. He had left her standing alone at the driveway.She howled and wailed as he drove past her, leaving her soaked and sore. She was dripping red. Standing aloof. Shivering in wretchedness. He looked in his rear view mirror catching a glimpse of her fading image.
Years have passed and the world has changed much faster than expected.He has now grown to be a respectable and known personality and she has learnt to move ahead with the scar.
She had warped. He had failed to recognize her when he met her again, but she for once could not ever forget. They met once and again. They started something new between them. Something fresh and tender. They spend days together and nights along.
He was smitten just as she was years ago. Naive as she had been.She was his world now.He was in love. Madly in love.
Her took her in his arms and they danced to the rhythm of the rain. Danced till he turned white and drained. His face ornamented with beads of sweat. A droplet or two of blood trickled down his lips as he collapsed at her feet...still.
She scowled and sauntered away.
2 comments:
Is there any chance of you involving in this story? :-P
:) The least possible. It's a figment of my imagination.
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