"Your words are tormentor but your silence is also a plague.
Your presence is pernicious but your absence is also harrowing.
Your love is shallow but your hatred is unendurable.
You are the Hemlock, I'd imbibe willingly."
Love Is Strange And Isn't...
I packed my bag. Finally, it was time to say 'Goodbye' to my family- No! We weren't a family. We used to just live together. Family is what Ryan and I are going to make soon.
I tossed my bag on to the ground through the window. Then I called my brother.
"Please close the door bub."
"Where are you going?"
"Uhm, nowhere."
I raced over and hugged him tightly. He sensed something was wrong with me.
"Okay. Bye, sissy."
I stepped out and the door closed behind me. I quickly picked up my bag from the garden and called a cab and booked a ride to Howrah Station.
As I reached the station Suddenly someone hugged me from behind. I turned around. It was Ryan.
"I've missed you!" I sobbed.
He embraced me tight then clasped my hands even tighter and rushed me to the platform through the bewildered crowd. He was almost bowling people over in his haste. The train in which we were to elope already hovered over the track. And the train left the station......
I was going to embrace a new phase of my life- the most wonderful phase- so it seemed.
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