Reclusion Stories

Eshaan's mind did not process anything when he saw her after 4 years. The memories of their days of courtship came rushing to his mind. Her melodious laughter, the way shivers ran down his spine hen she touched her. Her face was still vivid in his memory. But the end of their relationship was not as easy as he imagined. Tears, blood all of this were there. The sight of her still covered in blood made him puke..... but she was the only girl who 'loved' him. Others were there for his money..umm.. his dad's money..... Somewhere at the back of his mind he knew that he still loved her........

- Un jardín sólo para mí ... Es muy bello. - Fue lo primero que pensé, viendo cada venus atrapamoscas rodeando el hermoso domo de colores transparentes, que dejaban pasar la vital luz solar. Cerrandose cada seis horas, ni noto cuanto tiempo pasa. Ni siquiera la soledad que tanto me rodea.

A poem about two people in separate worlds.

Reclusion.