Did she have no choice but to let go?

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She knew, he is a warrior. But she still like to wrap her love around him like an armour.

"When we hugged for the last time, I tried to search for the love that I had always sensed in your heartbeats. And listening to them just reminded me of the harsh truth, I had tried to ignore. You truly, weren't mine anymore.

I wish for us to have our forever together. Not the kind that is found in the futile promises that lovers make. I wish for us to have a forever like the ones poets talk about in their poetries... honest, nurturing, passionate, and never-ending."

And, she left his world & him lingering there alone, With a question never asked and with an answer never received.!!!!

~Av✍





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