Prologue
Meera Sharma( fl )
writing diary**
Meera Sharma( fl )
" They said you died Aryan..But how can my heart believe Something my soul refuses to accept it ? "
It's been 1095 days , since the explosion
But I still leave the porch light on, in case you find your way home
The world Move on without you, Aryan
Your team gave up the search
And here I am still waiting for you
In the house we painted together ,
With your book still on shelf ,
Your coffee mug still on the sink,
And your slipper right where you kicked them off that night...
I have stopped telling people I am your fiancee
Now I just say
" 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 "
Do you know i write to you every night??
I called it silly sometimes -- writing to a man whom world had buried
But I don't believe in graves without goodbyes .
And You.. .You never said goodbye to me..Aryan...
So I keep writing,
About the rain,
About the Jasmine tea i brew just like you,
About how i flinch every time when someone calls out your name on the street .
Today I felt sharp pain on my chest again, Aryan ....
The Doctor says it's my heart ---it's beginning to fail ....
If this continues , I won't survive much longer..
Still. ..I write to you...Aaryn...
Because something inside me refuses to believe you are truly gone ...
It wishpers again and again :
You are not gone...
You are just....Lost
And if fate is cruel enough to steal you away from me ,
Let it have mercy , to return you someday---
Even if not into my arms Aryan..
And If one day you ever come back and find me gone..
Just Remember this ---
Your Meera had waited for you...
Every single day ...
Every single hour ...
Every single minute
Untill her last Breath Aryan...
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