Rain

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Note : This part is not related to the main story. It is a just a poem or thought which came instantly in my mind related to this story and I couldn't help but pen it down.





It was monsoon and all he could think of was rain,
Raghav loved the fragrance  of soil,
just as it hits his nostrils, he felt kind of euphoria,
The pitter-patter of rain creates a great rhythm to lulled him,
But it reminds him of her,
Rain brought a lot of memories to him , And he could feel a certain pain,
which pierced him every moment


Every time he missed all the seconds he had spent with her once,
But now he was all alone,
People claim to love him
But it always skims the truth from their eyes,
No one can love him the way she does, Her smile has often told him,
She was a cure for his life


He wants all the things, to be a lie but he knows very well,
emotions can't lie
That's why he has stopped feeling them long before,
That's what he thinks,
and she was the purpose to love,
But now without her everything fades away, and everything has blurred,
Feeling the wetness of his shirt , he shut his eyes , spreading his arms, he smiled painfully
"I miss you _____________".





Note 2: Fill the last blank with your imaginations 😛😛😛




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