The Unspoken

There he stood like a deadbody… still, pale, with no certain emotions left. Probably something died within him that day. Coming back to the same place where once he used to live the best part of his days, little did he know that very place will turn out to be a canker sore in his life. Once again a love story was meant to be incomplete. All their promises faded away like mist. Apparently not one but two souls died that day, the only difference is one was left behind to cry in pain. She was the centre of his universe and he desired to be the same. Then, his world revolved and everything underwent a change.

Years later to the incident, he still stands there, listening to her speaking those unsaid words that he always wanted to hear. Indeed unconditional love is an endless journey.