Monday, 21 April 2014

Unsaid


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What was she doing there. He couldn't help but wonder. Too many questions. Yet he had answers to none. The more he thought he was closer, the answers evaded him and he was left back miles yonder. Aah! He felt like a little kid pacing around to catch the butterflies. In pursuit of happiness of holding it to himself, happiness of feeling those colors on his fingers. Fruitless. He but loved the chase. 

He wanted her to be here. Hold hands with him. And he wanted to show off her to the world. Every weekend he made plans. Invited friends. Maybe she needed company. But she preferred being with herself. Lost in a world of thoughts he could never decipher. 

She stood there watching the sun set. Waves ebbed in and around her. Her tender self silhouetted against the dusky sky. Was it her fault that she wanted him all to herself. Her toes kept writing Papa on the sands. Each time but to get washed away. 

Raising a daughter alone wasn't easy He sighed. Still glistened beams of hope.

"I know he will understand me someday." Spoke Her heart.  


10 comments:

  1. I liked it until the last line. Typo error?

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    1. Na. The last line was the daughter's side of it.

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  2. Raising a child alone is no child's play. Touching this was!

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    1. :) Thank you so much for dropping by :) It's special to see people whom I adore commenting here. :D

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  3. Hi. I'm not sure how I ended up here, I think it was via a link on someone else's page. This was a touching post. Keep writing

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    1. Hey! Thank you so so much for dropping in here and the comment :)

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  4. This is really nice!:)

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  5. I think he'll do a great job soon :) once he understands her.

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    1. Once understanding dawns between them, happiness would tread along :)

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