Find part one here
Even though, he was wide awake now, the voices were no different. They still sounded like they were coming from far away. And everything seemed to go on in slow motion. Her lips moved mouthing words but it was like the tv was on mute. Her lips. Those lips. Her hair. Nothing had changed. She hadn't.
Wait she had. They had. Nothing was the same. She had moved on. He remembered all the fights. All the mistakes. The ones he made, the ones he was hurt by. Of how she had changed. Of how she blamed him for everything and then, one day, just disappeared.
He respected her wishes. He had promised her that he would never question her.
"No questions?" he heard her ask.
"I've a few," he replied.
She looked at him and gulped. She knew the moment she had heard about his band performing that this would happen. She couldn't escape. Not like she had the last time.
She took a deep breath and said, "Go ahead."
He looked at her and asked, "Why us? And why now?"
His band mates looked at in surprise. One of them just started to protest, when she held her hand. He had to start laughing. She always hated being interrupted or protected. 'Talk to the hand' was something she always said.
Looking straight at him, she said, "Because I have always believed in you."
His heart sank and he felt the same thing he had felt years ago.
Even though, he was wide awake now, the voices were no different. They still sounded like they were coming from far away. And everything seemed to go on in slow motion. Her lips moved mouthing words but it was like the tv was on mute. Her lips. Those lips. Her hair. Nothing had changed. She hadn't.
Wait she had. They had. Nothing was the same. She had moved on. He remembered all the fights. All the mistakes. The ones he made, the ones he was hurt by. Of how she had changed. Of how she blamed him for everything and then, one day, just disappeared.
He respected her wishes. He had promised her that he would never question her.
"No questions?" he heard her ask.
"I've a few," he replied.
She looked at him and gulped. She knew the moment she had heard about his band performing that this would happen. She couldn't escape. Not like she had the last time.
She took a deep breath and said, "Go ahead."
He looked at her and asked, "Why us? And why now?"
His band mates looked at in surprise. One of them just started to protest, when she held her hand. He had to start laughing. She always hated being interrupted or protected. 'Talk to the hand' was something she always said.
Looking straight at him, she said, "Because I have always believed in you."
His heart sank and he felt the same thing he had felt years ago.
3 comments:
Is belief connected to love.. I believe it's bigger than it. Even when the later is lost, the former sustains.
Loved it Rashi :)
Write more of such..
Hmm...waiting for more of this.
Wonderful
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