they sat at the cafe in silence. tension was in the air. both of them were tired. they had argued endlessly and decided to talk things over. he had looked resigned. disappointment was all over his face. he told her that he could not love her anymore. even though she knew that the day would …
Category: Stories
stories i wrote. fictional…. sometimes.
the pain…
she knew it was coming. a flash of pain. her world was a blur, her eyes couldn’t focus. her head ached like mad. she hurried for her pills and realised that she had finished it. she felt faint. the pain was too intense. she had this condition for years and yet it always felt like …
a bitter facade…
her eyes were bright with unshed tears. yet she kept on walking. her head high in the air looking as much as the proud arrogant lady as she had portrayed herself to be. but if u had looked closely at her. if you had looked pass the haughty stare and the wry smile, you’ll see …
building walls…
why do we build walls around ourselves? is it because we have been hurt so bad that we do not want to feel that way again? and yet when we do build those walls, how often do we let people see the real us? why do we do that? is it cause we feel inferior? …