All that he could think of were the moments they had spent together. Each one of them were etched in his memories, they were amongst the best of his life. He had always been in search of something like this, something special, something to remember. He had had enough of hypocrisies and false talks.

It had been 2 years since they first met.They seemed to have a lot in common, but a lot more different.They got to know each other slowly.He could not have possibly asked for anything more.In a new place, in search of companions, he had found a person he could go to when in need of a few comforting words, for a few good laughs, most of all for some great moments he could always relish. He started appreciating the beauty of a lot of things which he had never even cared to look closely before. Their conversations never seemed to end,there was always something more to tell, a few more jokes to share and a few more secrets to reveal.Things kept changing a lot as time progressed,they seemed to be always for good.


At some terrible moment it all started falling out of place.He made a mistake ,a very costly one. He had betrayed the trust shown in him during those great times they had spent together. He had done the same thing that a lot of others had done to him. He did not live upto his promises.He could not lift his head due to guilt and shame while the other pair of eyes no longer wanted to see him in front of them. A barrier had crept up between them, one which seeemed to be very difficult to be broken.He begged for forgiveness, but he knew he never deserved it for what he had done. He just hoped that someday, the anger would subside and his apology accepted.He was ready to wait, however long it took. He had to feel the pains of losing something he could never do without. He had to suffer the agony and pain all on his own. He no longer had anybody to go to. He had destroyed something special.

But would everything still be the same between them ? Could those golden moments be relived ? Could they ever meet each others eyes again ? Would the scars of the wound ever vanish ? He would never know.

( Dedicated to someone special, who I hope is reading this. )