rusted.

Last summer, he promised her love.

It was last summer, in the rains, when they had their first kiss. The warmth of his arms, couldnot let her part away from him. It was their last spring together.

And the door was never opened again after that autumn. The rusted chains kept the promises hidden behind the knot; the promises that were never uttered; the promises that were never written, but the promises which were more than just true.

He promised to come back; a promise uttered.

Judas had 'his' smile; Lucas had 'his' charm, David had 'his' innocence. But, his touch was never felt again. She was never in his arms. Her soul was never kissed again.

But, he promised. The promised she had her faith on. But, there was no him in the crowd again.
And people could not see her pain. For them, it was all about a Slut.

As she wiped the teardrop off her wrinkled face, the summer rains drenched off their moments of togetherness. 

And, it was winter again.


'sometimes it lasts in love,
sometimes, it hurts instead.'

but someday,
i shall find,
'someone like you'

an Adele fan,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWsO41YkYpY