But She Returned
But She Returned1 min 2.0K 1 min 2.0K
It's in the luminous memory, written somewhere on a misty old book with a few lines erased. They were memories of 'our unrequited tale of love'. They find ways to reach but failed. Know what the irony is?
She returned and I conveyed all my feelings to her. I wrote and she read. I became an author and she became my first reader.