He saw something shining on the ground…he didn’t know where it came from but it was beautiful…just like a star…radiant and giving life and hope…yet something seemed missing…like an important part...like it had been ripped apart....broken!!!
With cautious steps he approached it…his heart beating fast as he picked it and held the tiny little thing in his palm. It seemed so gentle and soothing…but again he felt the incompleteness of it.
Her: That’s mine…
The sudden words surprised him as he turned around and stumbled...and that's when he saw the most beautiful girl standing in front of him...
Him: Huh??
Her: That thing you are holding in your palm...that's mine…can I have it back??
That's when he noticed the sorrow and pain in her voice...the tears in her eyes.
Him: Uh!!! Ok…
Her: Thank you!!!
And then as he watched her walk away holding that little thing...he couldn't hold himself anymore
Him: Hey!!! What is that?? It looks broken!!!
She stopped, turned, looked at him with those sad eyes and said "My Dream!!!"
This is a work of fiction. Resemblance to anyone dead, alive, gay or in a drunk state is purely co-incidental.
is it purely co-incidental?!
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