Abandoned

She wore her new dress. She shaved herself - top to bottom. She wore an expensive perfume. She packed her bag. She looked at the final time at herself in the mirror and sent a text to him - 'It's 7. Where have you reached?' She waited for a text and sat on the bed. … Continue reading Abandoned

Was it her fault, all along?

When the lights went off, The tears fell, she sulked, she cried It’s the flashback from the past, Why did he go? Was it her fault, all along? Why didn’t they ever teach her, how to live without them? He left the home one morning, to never come back. They all waited, she waited Trusting … Continue reading Was it her fault, all along?