Her

Pen Pals

She used to write Him,
He used to read.
And this way two friends used to communicate.. 🙂

In a Silence..
He thinks of Her.
He thinks of the ‘Promises’, He thinks of ‘Love’.
As He walks down the memory lane, He remembers a word ‘Forever’.

Which he now accepts as ‘Never’. 😐

I had a dream, that you were mine.
I’ve had that dream a thousand times.. 🙂

And the day he met her,
the ink of his pen was no longer filled with tears,
but with the happiness.. 🙂

And then suddenly,
the tears escaped from her eyes,
like pain running down her cheeks.. 😥

And then,

Chocolates and Cigarettes
became her new friends. 😐

Deprive.. a woman
of water
for too long

and

she will stop
believing in rivers. 😐 😦