I used to take a walk through the aisle. And there he was as if always waiting to see me go by. He never said a word neither did I, but the silence was more powerful then the voice.
I wondered why is it so. Am I the illusionist or my mind says so.

Again it was my fault to have left that day never to come back. I never thought so. I wanted to be there besides him. But it was not my destiny or his. The moment I took my last breath the world said that’s it.


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