3:38 PM

Whenever his memories started coming back to her mind,
Like a moving spiral staircase,
Or a maze she had been struggling with for long, still unable to find her way out.
His touch,
His taste,
His voice,
The light in his eyes.
What all made her feel something once,
Was now numbing her senses;
Whenever this realisation started coming in,
She used to reread the only letter that he had ever written her for the nth time.
Yes, she did not throw it away like the heart shaped platinum pendant he had gifted her,
Or the expensive watches and clothes,
Because it was the only thing that was unlike him.
It was her only way out of this labyrinth. 

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