Him

Last night, she dreamt she went back to those days again. She has a constant battle; a war between remembering and forgetting. She always believed till then, they are the things you don't choose that makes you who you are. Some days she feels like the ocean. Some days she feels like she is drowning in it. Her mind swims in a depth, most would drown in. She is drowning but she is not able to die. Those memories came rushing like a calamitous nightmare which filled her heart with regrettable afflictive distress. He enchanted her soul like no one else as she cherished the serene look in his eyes which suddenly turned into a woeful void within her. The feeling which elated her then...now made her a ruthless being. She never changed, but situations did! Nothing could heal her except his touch of Amore. She has the ordeal of the most grievous kind that nobody can let her get over it. Just Him.