Her lavender eyes seeked the source of the aroma
it was just like him....she just knew it
It was his persona which had attracted her towards him
initially ,when they had just met
He had changed her perspective of life
of love and of all things she had considered precious
-but that was before she had met him
He had this tendency--
to touch her face as gently as he could
as if he might hurt her
He had cared for her like no one else did
Scheming to please her whenever he could
always trying to prove
the longevity of his love for her
But it was not to be like this forever
He had left her
alone--to face the world without him
leaving her world as tempestuous
as the worst storm the world had wittnessed as yet
No -she thought-they were wrong
the worst storm had yet to come
After all-"Nature hath no fury
like a woman spurned"
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