Love is forever

“I thought you loved me ”. Came the broken whisper.

He wasn’t going to turn. No matter what she said, he wasn’t.

” You promised me… You promised never to leave me”, she begged.

”I know”, he sobbed. “I know, but I have to go. You have to let me go”.

“Turn once,  just once and look at me ”.

He shook his head but didn’t turn. He felt her fingers on his back.

“Not even the last time”?

His shoulders shook as he cried and turned and looked at her.

Her decaying corpse looked at him and smiled viciously.

His cry and her laughter mingled.

The door locked from inside for the last time.


Yasha shetty

Sometimes all it takes is a pen, a paper, and a wandering mind.

2 Comments

ThisTaraf · February 16, 2018 at 2:42 pm

Love the way you capture such heavy emotions with such less words 🙂

diaryofascribbler · February 16, 2018 at 8:22 pm

Thank you

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