The last dance

“May I?”, he asked, lending his hand. Slightly taken aback, she hesitated for a moment, before giving in. The rhythmic flow of the steps, took them to the glorious memories of the past. How he first taught her to dance. The endless nights, they spent talking about everything and nothing. Memories flashed.

A thousand words were spoken thorough their eyes, that met almost unblinkingly. Time flowed seamlessly. Everything seemed perfect.

Image for representational purpose only. Source: Google
Image for representational purpose only. Source: Google

All until, she felt a tap. One last time, she held him tight, smiled and exchanged a glance. For, this would remain as an imprint forever in their hearts.

They returned, embracing the new life, without each other.

— Aishwarya

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s