He wore lipstick with shaky hand and looked outside the window lost in his own world.
Sighing he took the tissue near his face, but they weren’t enough to wipe off his tears.
He broke down and sat on the ground , her memories are haunting him day and night .
He is living with all the evidence she had left behind reminding her stay in this world. She is smiling at him as always from his wallpaper.
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