SwaRon os: The Fault in our stars
The tower clock outside her apartment struck 12. The loud sound echoed throughout the silent and clam area. The emptiness surrounded her as she came and stood outside in her balcony. Living in the 12th floor of an apartment in a busy city, the view from the spot was superb but at midnight even the busiest city slept...
She felt the slight breeze. And she heard it..
"Sharon..." She heard a soft whisper, as if the voice wanted to lead her somewhere. She just stood there, Silent. She felt the breeze. Once standing at the same place at the same time with him was all she needed. But now,.. Emptiness surrounded her as she thought of him..
She could not control it more, she went inside and sat on her desk, taking a new page and writing the same old pain. She picked her pen and tears trickled down her eyes. The pen that once wrote many love letters and drew doodles now only used to write the pain she penned down every year on the same day.
She wiped her tears and started writing the same painful journey that she lived with from the past seven years...
My love,
How's life up there? Hope u r fine and are happy. U very well know the reason I have wrote this. As I had promised u, I stay happy throughout the year, everyday. But dunno why, when this day comes I really cannot control the emotions. From the past seven years, the only time I have cried is this. I'm really sorry, but I really cannot control it. Maybe staying strong and smiling for a year forcefully forcing yourself is a lot harder than crying everyday and letting the pain flow. Hope u understand. I don't cry because I'm weak, I cry because I've stayed strong for too long. And an outburst once a year that too alone is acceptable, I hope. Well I know you are looking upon me and your love is always with me, but I really miss you beside me. Seven years back I could touch you, feel you and be in your arms, but today I miss all of it. I know you are always present in and around me but sometimes more than your presence, your touch is all I need. Everyone thinks that I have moved on, but believe me to show that you have moved on and to actually move on, there's difference of heaven and hell. Sometimes I wonder, how does heaven look like. Of course you know that perfectly but what about me?? I so wish you would have taken me with you, but you?? Went all alone huh?!? Not at all fair... But to say the truth, nothing is fair. Here everyone and everything is unfair. People laugh if I say that I can feel you. No one believes me, and that is the time when I miss your comforting words and the loving embrace. I really miss you and accept it or not but I'm soon going to come to you. I know I'm being negative and you don't like this but believe me I can see the end coming near. I knew how much I'll try, sooner or later I'll come to you and I know the time is slowly coming. Don't be sad for it please, because I'll be more happier than I've ever been if I'll get to feel you, touch you and talk to you...Again... You are and will always be remembered for the person u were and for me words are less to describe the feeling I have towards you. I'm coming to you soon and, you and I are going to leave a peaceful life there where u are now living alone. Fate separated us and I know that it is going to unite us as well. For me your love was, is and will always be the greatest power ever created. Our love is like a ocean, even if hundreds of stones are thrown in it, it will always have the capacity to sink in those and rise as one of the most beautiful and inspiring body.
At last,
All I want to say is that I really can see the end coming and I'm sure I'm going to come back to you soon. Maybe this is the last letter I'm writing to you. So at last,
Here's a I Love You written with all my heart and love...
In hope to see you soon,
Rightfully Yours,
Siren Sharon..
To,
Love of my life Swayam Shekhawat
A place called Heaven...
With those last lines, she burst out. Sharon could not handle it any longer. She clutched the letter tightly and cried her heart out. She cried cried cried and at last clutching his photo and the letter close to her heart, she slept. Hoping that the next day brings her closer to her end and Swayam...
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