Fragmented

As new footsteps entered, hands always held tight drifted apart.

While one smiled to embrace the entrance the other felt cold and the only warmth were tears filled with salt.

And just like that, what once was an unbreakable bond tethered and hung by a thread.

And a person that was identified with love and promise of a relationship was reduced to just a familiar name.

~Aishwarya Singh

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