There was this old attic that I found lying in the corner of my room, and it was dark old and dusty. The top of it was covered with dust and filthy insects.
As I gazed over it it reminded me of one of the best phases of my life ie. My College life, my teen years & about my first love. As I proceeded to open it unsure of what could have been lying inside. I took a close look at it and decided whether I could open it or not, After a quiet thought I decided to open it. I cleaned the attic with a handkerchief and as soon as I opened it I saw a huge diary lying in the corner of the attic it was old leather bound and the pages were yellowish & some of them were torn apart. It smelt like a deed flower that carries the memories of the past. I opened it and I saw your photo as I went through the pages of the diary it felt like I was rewinding and travelling this love story of my past. There were things that I loved about you, the day I saw you, the day we met our little glances, our laughs as I turned it to the last page I saw the dried rose gifted by you🥀 It was the wilted rose but carried the memories of gold.

There was this line that hit me hard,

Never meant together,
But you will always be in my heart.
Miles apart, maybe not meant to meet in this lifetime,
I will never give up on you, for whatever it may take,
I would wait for you,
Let's meet each other in our next life,
And I promise I would love you more,
Than this lifetime.

~ Yours,
Unknown
Admirer.


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