It's just another love story

This is a Story about another winterfall,
Like every springs, sunshine and all,
Expressing same emotion and sorrow,
abt a Guy and a Gal who din't think abt Morrow,



One day they met and kept On meeting,
And they felt like they were always together,
in all those springs, sunshine and winterfall,
running from end to end , walking in all those vineyards,
like early morning rose, they flowered everyday,
lile lilies they blossomed everynight,
they laughed like squirrel in all sorrows,
and they cried like mahagony tree in all rainbows,
they talked with first ray of sun till the last drop of rainfall touching earth,
They played like butterflies flirting in search of ,




For everybody around they were in love,
For them they never thought so whether yesterday , today or tommorrow,
because the only truth was they dint care about tommorrow,




one day the boy left away, not for ever but few days of play,
The grl din't ask bything as she never cared about tommorrow,
the guy din't reply as he felt he has no place in her morrow,
For few day he had nothing to say, She still din't understand his way,
and kept on waiting thinking it's just a  small breakaway,
All this parting made the guy realize one day, it was right what all they say,
Unfortunately it was only he in love thinking of her night and day,
He decided how hurting it may prove, all her memories he will try to dispprove,
and leave her to dance and sway ,
as he was part of her yesterday ,  so today the only thing he can bring is sorrow,
because the only truth was she din't care about morrow,

Waiting and waiting she also realized one day , it was right what all they say,
Unfortunately it was only she in love thinking of him night and day,

Finally to have each other his wish and pray, they decided to be forever away,
But few Love stories have miles to go before they sleep,
and yes few unsaid , unspoken promises to keep,



All the bid to be away made him also realize,he can't  forget her till doomsday ,
and one day he found words to express what he can't say , he thought maybe she will be leaving happily with someone faraway,
Yet hoping one day she will read and come to know that it's  he still in love thinking of her night and day ,


Life took her to places and Milestones, experiences and emotions,
yet there was something which she was never able to forget ,
and the only change that it made in her was,
Now the only truth was she din't even dare not to care about tommorrow,
and one day yesterday came in front of her and once again she felt like not caring about mmorrow,
Today she saw everything he wrote and everything he felt , everything she  meant and she plead ,
everything he wanted to express and emote, everything she wanted to say and hear.

And one winter fall he found her wrapped in shawl, looking just like the day he has left her and gone away,
Words he was dying to find to say , but then on all these moments silence takes all the honors  away,
He was just able to ask, " How are you doing these days?"
She replied " Better than how you left me on that day"
Finding no way , he said let's meet alternate Tuesday as I am Busy today.


On every tuesday she has always prayed he will say everything that she wants to hear,
And you know yesterday was their 323rd Tuesday and coincidentally this is also winterfall,
Yet again he failed to say,
But the greater Truth is Today is Wednesday , and like all those 322nd gone Wednesday,
She has woke up and is reading every word he meant and wanted to say,
And like always enclosing those two drops of tear in her palms,
She prays  Next Tuesday will be the day , which with it will bring that tommorrow ,
after which once again the only truth that will remain in our life will be ,
We two will  not think about Morrow, and forever disappear in each other's happiness and sorrow.