The novel is old and the rose has dried up….like love dried up between us…..
Its been a year I began reading this novel, I haven’t finished yet. It’s been years since I immersed myself in your memories and the lovely moments we spent, I haven’t finished it. Last night I got a mental attack of your thoughts, my mind was constantly thinking about you. I don’t know why, why I cannot get you out of me, have you formed a part of me. Would you never leave me, you are nowhere near me, but miles away, you still hurt me enormously. Everytime I try to fall in love, the same old fear grips me, I still take my chances just to confirm my fears once again…..