you have been buried under the cherry tree in the graveyard. Remember the point where I propose you first time. I went on my knees but even before I could say those magical words, you stopped me and said.duffer wrong knees. I made a strange face and got up and in blink of eye our lips were in each other. Without asking soul became for each other. Distant peacock became witnesse of our romance.
Fog climb up the sky who knew 61 years. All our love lasted for.
You left me alone in this world. You broke our promises. Aren’t we supposed to live and die together. How can you do that? Tomorrow is our 61 anniversary. Who will eat that Orange cake? With whom I will go to hill? To beach? Will watch autumn leaves and dream of romance?