Blossomed Promise

Spring breezes bring forth long long ecstasies with its sweet fragrance,

Oh, how nostalgia lifts one up in a blinding daze,

The gentle breeze enveloping me in its delightful turmoil.

For indeed that time was tumultuous to say the least!

Magical moments now dissipated to mere lovely remembrances whose true flavour can never again be tasted,

As the We of then could never be like it was before,

We change as spasmodically as the seasons and so did this tangible bond,

This little string of hopes and dreams We called as Our relationship,

A tie as youthful as ourselves but sacred like no other.

Alas, Time embraces us with a promise of change, a kiss of future happiness and a shower called Spring to celebrate the loveliness that rages in our hearts.

I'd be here to remind You of it endlessly until I'll be able to hear the same reassurance from Your lips.