"Today was same like other..." On her grave, he continued his words and sitting on the grave, she listened. He could feel her presence, She could see and hear him, But they would never meet in this life.
It skipped a beat when their eyes met, And skipped again, with contact set. His heart raced fast, like an F1 car, Her soft smile soothed him from afar.
Sigh... I loved a flower so much that I left it to gaze everyday, instead of plucking it off. It was plucked by someone and then throw away a few moments later, the flower withered, so did something inside me.
It was a short time, Just thirty minutes of chat. I waited all day for it— Was it worth that?
A smile lingered, soft on my face, But it faded too soon, left an empty space. //// After the talk, a smile took its place. Yes, it was worth it, I’d say.