"I have a poem in mind." "What's it called?" "A Love like Ours." A Love like Ours by Suranya 🦋 The waves crashed on to the sand. Again. And again. She sat there, eyes closed. Inhaling the cool breeze that brushed past her open hair playfully she watched the waves come at her feet, touch her and leave. The wind whispered undecipherable words in her ears. She saw the wet sand, and scribbled her name on it. The waves washed it away in a flash. A smile appeared on her lips. Perhaps like the waves washed away her name, people also are wiped off their existence. It's so strange that sometimes you have to accept that the closest people are not close anymore and a stranger can be closer than you ever imagined. She got up and brushed off some sand off her dress and started walking towards the light house in a distance. People, were like these waves. They came and went. As and when needed. Her existence was her only truth. The sole constant. Not even the name stayed forever. She sighed at the ring on her finger. She was not optimistic on Love. It was like these waves. A chase game gone wrong. She had experienced so. She had heard him call out after her a few times. She didn't feel like stopping or answering. He had huffed and puffed to reach her and started walking beside her carefully maintaining his distance. "So, what's the plan?" He broke the silence. She just smiled. He frowned. "Where are we going?" "We... Are going nowhere." There was a certain monotony in her tone. " But we are." He gestured at them walking. She had narrowed her eyes and stared at him. He'd skipped a heart beat. " You know what I was thinking?" She was still staring at the waves but her words were meant for him.
