We are but Slaves of Time

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

 

She was repulsed the first time she saw him.

With time, the repulsion turned into attraction, culminating in love.

Infatuation soon became obsession, clinging too tight, too afraid to lose.

So when the bumble-bee abandoned this flower to suck at the next, depression and desperation ravaged the poor soul.

Again though, with time the only emotion that remained was indifference on seeing him after some years.

 

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

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