The harsh wind touched her face. Ironically at dawn the same wind had seemed so pleasant to her cheek, like a gentle balmy kiss but now it grated against that pale cheek now so much… It hurts to know that someone who cared about you so much would leave you right in the middle of such a storm… a storm of such great proportion that it would blow your life to small bits and, bits that you love so much will be mangled so badly that you would never recover its original form like crystals after they break into shards, she thought looking at the sunset.
You try to reevaluate your memories by trying to find some negativity which would have warned you then during those times when you thought you were in love and felt like it would last forever. It hurts when your life starts to look like a joke and you've just never realized it. Someone leaving her was quite a routine and she was never surprised by the recurrence of it until he entered… Somehow she felt special with him… felt warm but now the stinging cold is back. It feels as if this as meant to happen and she was a fool to think it would last forever. It seemed as if her life was meant to rise and fall in the same way as waves of the oceans which however high they are come down in a crash. She felt that her destiny would keep on suppressing her till she gives in and now… she feels that time has come.
Time wonder what it held against her… she was no Tithonus who had defied it. She was one who never went against it or tried to fight it.
Ahh! A warm comforting sound of the cows' bells tinkling as the cattle herd drove them home .The gentle tinkling comforted her intensely sorrowful heart so much so that the gentle faces of the cows seemed to be like old long lost friends.
The mountainside was drenched and dripping with the redness of the setting sun its sanguine color resembling the passionate blush of a young maid when she sees her lover but to her the sky seemed like a river of blood, she felt a metaphor of her bleeding heart.
She got up from the rock she was sitting on adjusted her stole around her and made her way towards her little cottage. It was a hard day.
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