A Part of Her...!!

 

Late winter nights; silence all around; she slipped off  from her bed and sit besides the window, burring her hands into the long coat pockets, staring at the stars. above all, its seems like the stars are specks of silver paint on a charcoal canvas. she was inspired by the realization that she was not only looking at the stars, but staring into the past as well. season come and went; she with same stride, moving on and on in her life. as she often realized that nothing new happened in her life. she often tried to  think in some different way to manipulate her story with some new twists and stories but her eye while staring at the sky were looking the same sky sight. it often seems that she is sitting besides the window and time with its constant way moving on. 

she sometimes lose track of time when she staring at a sky filled with wind-whipped clouds, and when she hear thunder rumbling, she always draw near the window to watch for lightning. When the next brilliant flash illuminates the sky, she often find herself filled with longing, as something is missing in her life. she really did not know why this is so.she could only realized that: she was not sentimental, but she was not without emotions. Therefore, she was bruised but not broken. She wrapped herself and moved on...yet a part of her scattered and is silently waiting to be fold by him..!!