Your arms are my castle, maan.

She looked so pure, like a goddess or was it an angel ...yes she was an angel.. no she couldn't have been she was too real, and she felt so real. She was like a child swirling and dancing to the sounds of the raindrops. And then she stopped...she stood there... And then she turned, her eyes, there was something different in them. No she was no angel she was a child with tears of hurt in her eyes. Tears that slowly streamed down her face and blended in with the raindrops. I asked her, what was wrong? She said nothing, I asked her, why these tears suddenly? She said nothing...

Flashes of the past fell within my eyes, a past I couldn't ignore, a past I couldn't undo. These raindrops had suddenly once again reminded me of the hurt, tears once again streamed down these once dyed eyes. How could have I forgotten them, who now have become my lifelong companions, these's tears. And then I felt his presents, he asked me, "what was wrong," I said nothing; he asked me "why these tears suddenly,"? I said nothing, just stood there looking into his eyes, his dark hollow eyes, how could these eyes differ my tears from the rain? How could he point them out so effortlessly, whatever so happened to, I like walking in the rain cause no can see me crying, but he did, he saw these tears, how? I suddenly found myself leaping into his arms. Why, I don't know. Why was it that I didn't what him seeing me cry, that all I wanted to do was bury my face in his arms'why did I feel so protected?

unexpertly she leaped into my arms...her head lay on my chest, I stood there. Not knowing what to do, how to feel...just stood there. Suddenly a battle had broken within me. I raised my arms to hold her but stopped and placed them back. Why? Reflexes...yes nothing but yes reflexes. My arms rose again only this time to build a castle around her. Why did I want to protect her to hide her from the world? Yes seasons are changes and most importantly...I was changing...for her...because of her..

They were left with so many questions unanswered that night...that the next day was surely to bring something new...

Loved it.. Beautiful!

not much a writer i dont agree u wrote it beautiful

Originally posted by: urvimjht

Loved it.. Beautiful!

You've depicted their feelings beautifully. Well done!

Hey ...thank you so much for calling it beautiful😳😆

m so glad u liked it 😊

Originally posted by: cooldude10

OMFG. summah!! jhaaappizz for this awesome piece of ur work🤗 u described their feelings so well! 😃 as if you really looked deep into their hearts 😊 their feelings were beautifully portrayed 😊

Originally posted by: sravani899

not much a writer i dont agree u wrote it beautiful

really tooooo good and nice😊

fantastic, brilliant..awesome...

the inner struggle portrayed so well...well written...
the words are effective,evocative and emotional

he did see her tears even in the rain no? that is how Geet affects Maan
tremendous

Originally posted by: _SuMmEr_LoVe_

just stood there looking into his eyes, his dark hollow eyes, how could these eyes differ my tears from the rain? How could he point them out so effortlessly, whatever so happened to, I like walking in the rain cause no can see me crying, but he did, he saw these tears, how? I suddenly found myself leaping into his arms. Why, I don't know. Why was it that I didn't what him seeing me cry, that all I wanted to do was bury my face in his arms'why did I feel so protected?

nice piece of writing.....i liked this part best 👍🏼