Hello people. This concept has been giving me sleepless nights and then I finally decided to write this up before it leaves me with zombie virus. I am not a writer hence please ignore the minor mistakes .Constructive criticism is always welcome!
"I will confess today "
She stood at the juncture of platform 5 , the very same platform which was the witness of her unattainable and unrequited predilection. The subject of her deep rumination was expected across her lair at sharp half past eight . The clock was stationed right before her undaunted eyes , for which is she was forever indebted lest she missed the impending arrival.
" must be running late"
Her valiant adjuration flattered when it met the eyes of unfamiliar entities and failed to meet the desired destination. The hustle -bustle of the platform was immune to her disquietude. Indebtedness to the mighty clock turned into the pool of uncertainties and reservations. The whirlwind of emotions then started reasoning with the possibilities of the reason of delay. The infamous traffic was summoned to the court of late arrivals, unruly fights on the road were also not spared . While awaiting for the impatient judgement the advent of familiar face adjourned the decision to fools' land.
"finally !"
She shook herself from the reverie and took determined steps to comply with her resolute undertaking. As soon as she neared her destination , she ceased and walked away from him.
"not today , maybe tomorrow "
AN - this was all from my end now readers over to you hate it? Like it? You have all the freedom.
Edited by cumberben - 8 years ago
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