A Fine Day

It was a fine day nd suddenly it rained through the eyes, no reason was there to hide behind. He craved for the glimpse of her love, the way he imagined her seeing him, a fine relation between the real nd the imaginary. He saw what he wanted to see. The owner of a beautiful mind is lost without any sense of realization. This part of his made him a strong believer of the imagined being the real. He maybe had blinded his ears so he could not see the bitter part, he feared the most. His mind gave it the beauty it deserved but it was never entirely true nor false. She wanted to be touched too, her tears are being wiped off before it falling on the cheeks, the feel of his made her think that it was the way everyone is, so he was left on the bench with memories. The funny mouth they always had together was significant of their love yet when it was lost in the memories, he was smiling all alone nd sometimes he laughed so much that his tears cried the worst out of it, he became someone else.. Someone who can't do the same even when the one he did it all with gets back.. The feel has been murdered emotionlessly and slowly, the smile he had on face got disappeared slowly nd it became a past memory or feel, that he used to smile, it was all fine because he never stopped loving her but it just got more mental than physical.