The story of two pictures...

They parted ways. He stood there thinking what could have been, and what it will be. He wanted to open his heart out, but words failed him. He had a picture he had framed for her.

Together they walked hand-in-hand and the picture read

"Life has a meaning when we live in a moment,

You learn to live when every moment is a dream…

Here’s a cheers to many more moments, many more dreams, to life, and the lovely journey ahead…."

He gifted the picture, kissed her forehead and left.

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months- they had lost touch, but not a day passed when she was not remembered. Life has its own way- what was once the greatest joy was now the saddest thoughts. He laughed remembering them, cried thinking about times, and let the moment pass.

They meet again. He is back in the same room where once the best moments were spent. His partying picture occupies a part of the wall. Does she still remember him, Do his thoughts make her happy, Is he missed, is he still loved. He stands sinking in the moments as she slowly hands over his remains and shyly gestures him to leave. As he turns he sees a bigger picture on the opposite wall. He reads only glimpses of this new picture, and understands he has lost her forever. Tears roll down, and life goes on...

Lover peace out!!!