Like a leaf that falls without a reason, you fell from my mind.
Maybe it was intentional, I wanted to rip you out of my existence.
You had turned indifferent and hence you were dead to me.
I needed place for the new leaf to grow and I had to let you go.
You had served your purpose as a reason for a reason but for a little while.
And like any story, you felt tired of hanging on, you turned against nature and vanished off into the darkness.
Thirsty Desert, a copy writer by profession, is currently enjoying all possibilities of writing via blogging at "When he kisses her, passions roar" and frequent contributions to 6S .