Winter went with the short glance, I blinked my eyes and it's already spring here. We used to spend almost all the evenings under the fragile trees of his favourite tea shop thinking how beautiful will this place be at spring with the new petals and buds all around.
No wonder, spring is beautiful to nature so he was to my life. May be after years and years my life was going this smooth with him by my side. Sometime daydreaming about the common dreams we have and sometimes listening to pisthurism and gazing at the clouds to figure out the movements was favourite part of my day. Even the silence was so meaningful.
It's already spring, we are close yet so far. The only thing we have in common is the beautiful sky. Together yet miles between us,
I'm spending my evening gazing at the beautiful sky with the clouds and even I feel like the clouds are calling him. Everything around me the the tiny little things to immensely vast things have always remind me of him
The food bloggers posting about pizza, refrigerator with carrots, and a every Jordan nike vans and converse shoes I see, reminds me of him!
When is normal getting normal so that I could spend my evening with him sipping the flavoured tea under the trees of his favourite tea shop and gaze at the beautiful sky.
Spring is here but our life is stark. Waiting for spring of our life.
