Some stories are meant to be unfinished

And ours was such

Ours was a passage

From flared passion

To being in love

From solemn promises

To verbal warfare

An odyssey of emotions

But we couldn't survive the tumultuous seasons

We got enveloped in its currents

Who was to be blamed

Neither you

Nor I

But some stories are destined to be unfinished

And ours was such.

©LR