Fallen Flowers

Throughout the maths class, I couldn't concentrate. When the teacher was busy to solve the arithmetic problems, I was busy unfolding what the depth of my conscience said. I continuously watched the tree leaving its leaves every moment, which my heart felt like leaving all her memories.

She was my best friend, how many unforgettable memories we made together, how many dreams we saw together. And by her one single mistake all that was going to be vanished. I couldn't believe that she was leaving me for a boy who has just arrived in her life.

I knew that he was an alcoholic, who often clashed with innocent people for the sake of gossip. How could she fell in love with such a guy. She even knew that his love for her was just a timepass.

Can I ever forget that autumn of my life? The rustling of leaves many times compulsed me to remember her face, and I felt it my need to talk to her.

Not only one time, many times I tried to make her understand that he was not an honest guy. I made lots of arguments against him but she was not ready to hear anything bad.

And that was where I took that hard decision to leave her. That was the only way I could follow. That time I understood that my four year old friendship was nothing in front of his three months old relationship.

What can a plant do if it is unable to hold its flower, it should suffer the pain of losing it once. The flowers that are once fallen are fallen, and we cannot hold them back.