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    He came,
    Like a sudden gust of wind whipped my bare feet in the cold December,
    It made me feel cold and warm all at the same time,
    Like a feeling of warmth in the cold chills,
    Like having goosebumps at a hundred degrees,
    Like the shimmering stars found their way in the dark night,
    Like a sweet fragrance, which smelled the entire corridor with it's beautiful scent.
    Like the cold winds struck the bamboo wind chimes of the house through the cute little windows,
    Like melodies and broken chords were dancing in the air,
    Destined to reach nowhere,
    Like the aroma of petrichor lingered in the streets when rain falls after a prolonged dry spell,
    Like falling raindrops were whirling and trying to enter the house,
    Like chirping of the cuckoo birds tearing the silence.

    All of a sudden,
    He left,
    Like mourning someone who's not dead yet.
    Or maybe dead,
    It was feeling of numbness,
    It was hard to feel what's gone and what's left,
    The emotions, the feelings were dying,
    The heart was crying,
    It was an unbroken flow of words and pains,
    Sometime tears and sometime silence.
    ©sara_26
    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    He came and He left.

    He came,
    Like a sudden gust of wind whipped my bare feet in the cold December,
    Like the aroma of petrichor lingered in the streets when rain falls after a prolonged dry spell.
    ┬ęsara_26