The beginning
By Mojdeh Nasseri Photographer Name: nophoto.jpg 27 Jun, 2021 . in Literature

The story begins



where I



ran from the invasion of shadows,



all alone and sad, under a small umbrella for one



on the wet bench



looking at the waiting



 



With eyes closed



I perceived a gaze.



The same familiar gaze.



My heart trembled.



You sat beside me



amidst the onslaught of strange and new emotions



in an uninterrupted silence



and looked at the sky with me



waiting for the dawn,



 



When you decided to go, 



smiling, you stared at me,



and you said



“The weather is so unfairly cold...” 



and you left



now, I am left alone with a world of unspoken words



and the regret of a rainy day on a wet bench



on the same alley of acacia



at a moonlight night.


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