Miracles Of Nature~ One Shot

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His pov.

“Troy and Emma”

These names were carved on the beautiful tree years ago to remember a friendship.

Troy and Emma, this journey started years ago as two 10 year old teenagers becoming neighbors to classmates and then becoming best friends.

The first time we bonded was over One Direction our favorite Boyband.
And that moment is still the most beautiful moment ever.

Our journey of friendship became stronger with time. Speacially when we discovered a secrat place,while following the butterfly whose image you wanted to capture , we did discover the most beautiful place in the forest .

It's the beauty of small towns. Secrats. Mystery. And small places. And lots of love.

To the city people it's not much. Just a lake, having trees and plants around. To us,it is peace. The beautiful birds chirping,the bees and insects sitting on the flowers whose fragrance is filling the air and a broken bench. There's nothing more I would ask for.

We often used to come here once a week to just sit here for hours and be lost in the beauty of nature.

Those Sundays mornings when we enjoyed our coffee or ice cream and had conversations is still one of the most beautiful feelings ever. I still can have coffee,and talk to people but the feeling wouldn't be same.

This place saw us, the real us. Our smiles,sadness, anger or any emotions hasn’t been hidden from this place.
This is where we made uncountable memories.

Like they say, beautiful things don't last forever. Nor did we. Nor did that place. It was claimed and later the house of those birds were destroyed to be transformed into a building.

And us? 25th March 2015 happened.  This was the day when she last met me before leaving the town.
I miss us.

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As I  penned down my thoughts, a tear dropped from my eyes. Dark,mystery which could only be solved by few ,she joked.

For other people it might be only a few words and some sentences but to me it was our whole journey. Lots of memories and emotions are involved in this note. Which makes it so precious to me. She said to me once that

when the thought leaves our mind,and reaches pen and paper,it becomes much more significant.

Suddenly the bus stopped interrupting my thoughts and I got down. I put my diary in my bag and walked towards the café entering it.

I have been coming here since the last three years but this time it felt different.
The vibes,the smell,and speacially roses. My intuition can't be wrong. It is her. It's worth a try Troy. I approached a girl from behind asking,

“Is this you Emma?”

She turned back as her lips formed a smile.
It's her. I'm beyond happy.

“How do you know it’s me from behind among like a hundred people?”

“I felt your presence through the scent of nature”

And she smiled. To all it maybe a cheesy sentence,but we have had infinite times where we just knew the other person is there because of the smell. The warmth,the smell of roses and the peaceful feeling.

“So what are you doing here?”

I broke the ice ,hoping that she will be here for a few days.

“Well I found a job here so just arrived in the town today “

She replied smiling.

Probably this journey which I  assumed ended really didn’t end. Destiny and it’s plans are unpredictable.