She always wanted to know about his dreams. His life was a
mystery to her. The way he carried himself with an elegant aura always left her
speechless. What was going through his mind? What made him tick inspite of the
harsher climes that life seasoned on him?
Maybe those eyes of his carried too
many secrets or may be, unknown pain which feasted in his heart when he took the
drastic step.
She was too late
and too young to understand those shadows in his eyes. The reverence she felt
for him never allowed her to ask the inevitable.
This is in response to Wednesday prompt on write trip.
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