Finally He Found

He still carries that paper along each day, the only difference is that earlier it was her message she wrote everyday for him and now it was her last letter she had given before leaving him. He always thought that he deserve more than empty words and fake promises. Her silent exist broke him from inside. Love broke where trust is laid, and love dies where trust is betrayed, this was something he believed. 

My thousand words can’t bring you back, I know because I have tried. And neither would a million tears, I know because I have cried”- last message he wrote for her. 

In a sea of people, his eyes always search for her. He looked for her in every girl he saw. After years of searching he finally found the one. The one who had absolutely nothing in common with her. 

  • P. S. – A fiction, hope you have enjoyed. 


-Purva



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73 thoughts on “Finally He Found

      1. I don’t write sad stories on purpose. When I am sad, words start forming automatically and I just write. It’s actually a way for me to express the pain but strangely, it doesn’t relieves me.

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      2. Hmm… That’s because you weren’t sad. I channel my sadness into words but if I write sad story, I would have to think of a sad situation and that would definitely make me sad.

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  1. paradox is fun. it the first communication actually recieved we see the last of communication. have you made the fictional motif tradition of handing out cotton ear swabs with the dates? πŸ˜€ she writes a letter and some time later she mistakenly opens his – oh, it was kept but it was NEVER meant to be opened…and what a surprise it was pandora’s box of memories… aw well there is one more item on the shopping list, cotton ear swabs travel kits. perfect for any and all MORONS who would do so much better if they listened. if one has a droll penchant for the aged joys… “listen to the rhythm of the falling rain, telling me what a fool I’ve been i wish i would go away and let me cry in vain and let me be alone again…” (the cascades or johnny rivers, dan folgelberg…)

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