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
The Daily Stroll 
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