Neel, She called him.
Noori, He named her.
They decided to stick to names that didn't matter much to them or anyone else.
She was running from a horrible vision.
He was running from his existence.
She wished to fly.
He wished to be grounded.
Sh...
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The morning rays made him break his stare war with his phone, the Little device kept ringing, beeping, and brightening every time someone tried to reach him, but his eyes were hooked on one picture, an old frame glistened with dirt and tortured by the time he had clicked before leaving his apartment.
A picture that was too precious for him. A-frame who summed his whole existence, his entire world. His thumb caressed the screen for the millionth time as he blinked and looked up.
The calm morning rays attracted him towards them, and he unconsciously walked towards the balcony, eyes not blinking as he stared at the beautiful morning sky, the sun rays blessed him with the sanctity of peace, something he has been searching for so long. His world was filled with chaos, misunderstood bonds, unsaid accusations, masked relations, and people who didn't want him between them, he didn't want to be between them too, he left for search his inner tranquility, something he has... Click
Click
CLIck
CLICK
The sound which was once faint became clear, breaking his chains of thoughts, he frowned.
His face contorted into a scowl seeing a girl wearing a not-so-hippie night suit and a mess of hairs, sticking to her skull, he cringed seeing the amount of oil glistening in the bright rays, shaking his head, he forced himself to keep looking at the sunrise and only sunrise.
CLICK
CLICK
The annoying sound once again reached him and he grunted being disturbed.
"Not everything should be captured for pictures, try capturing some scenes with your eyes" He gritted his teeth and stormed back inside, tearing the curtains rather harshly. He plopped on the bed and pushed his face more into the pillow to break any other voice, especially the annoying girl's obsession with the camera and pictures.
