Ashes

Some stories shines like the rainbow after the rain while some vanishes with the rain. My story neither vanished nor shined like the rainbow it just remained as the untouched drop in some petals lost and unseen. Life has two sides one which the world knows and the other unknown. We both parted under the rules of our society I don't know whether its just me in the story or us.

Even if our stories smelt of something same both had shared different side of it, but as some stories are incomplete we can never write an end to it. It's just imperfectly perfect. That's us. That's how we might have offer death to our story but our ashes will smell of the same story ..it will always be incomplete yet beautiful in each way. I don't know if that's the story of his side as I wrote earlier every story has two sides. But I'm happy mine will be beautifully remain as ashes forever.