Some Moments are Just Like Ages

  She tries to collect some of his scattered mien in her memory, they are not that much. Yet, she keeps several of them in her tiny mind. She remembers when she glances him coming from nowhere. She remembers when she had charmed by his pale lovely skin and his blue eyes. She remembers when she suddenly shakes the moment she feels that he is near. she walks speechlessly and silently, some how she embarrassedly flounders while walking. Sometimes, he flies smiling in the horizon. And other times he keeps ducking as if he steels his eyes from people around. She looks again, he might see her or she might read some lines of his eyes. She waits for a moment or more, but she disappointed  as usual. She knows that she will not meet him again.

  Now she almost hear the beat of her heart. She feels cold. In fact, she melts
in that icy heart, while he does not care for a girl who thinks of him day and
night. She tries to count some of the brown spots on his shirt. She tries to
think again, she must remember the last time she saw him. He did not shave his
hair that time. There were some fine tufts that hungs on his forehead. His
head, oh that head which rides the clouds with that long walk. Oh, she loves
that walk.
  It has been several days, weeks, months, or maybe years. And she stays with
those little memories and those lost eyes. Every thing will be settled in her
memory. She thinks, oh she thinks. She misses him so much. She longs to his
face again. Oh, she misses that lovely rosy breeze when it flirts his shy
laughs. She still taste the farewell kiss, it stole her beautiful moments.

  Here he is leaving her alone more than before. His heart is stolen by another
girl. While she lightens her darkness with some of those lovely memories. She
looks so horrible and miserable. She feels that feeling for the second time.
She will not be able to see him again. Her only condolence is that she will
always see him in her imagination and her heart. That heart which only learnt
how to love.