He looked at himself in the mirror. He could see his face alright. His brown, bright eyes were bloodshot. Anyone would presume that he hadn't slept for days. But that was not it. He was breaking down from the inside. He wondered if he deserved this.
The alarm went off furiously as it forced her to get up. Her eyes stung as she looked out the window from where the sunlight poured in. She wearily got up from her bed which she hardly slept in. Most of her nights went by as she sat in the corner of her balcony gazing at the night sky with tears on the verge of pouring out. She wondered if this was her destiny.
He used to love writing. He had lived a mediocre life away from attention and applause. This gave him a chance to see. To see from the eyes of the ones he saw. He would look at someone random, insignificant as most would consider, and he would gaze at that person with a blank expression. In that short span of time, he would live a bit of the person's life. The next moment he would try to frame it into words.
She used to love sketching. She was the only daughter of a rich family. She had lived amidst people; a lot of people. She loved watching them. She would stare at someone for hours if she got the chance to. Afterward, she would sketch the face of the person she had been staring at. Then she would look at the sketch and try to figure out what the expressions of the person she saw told her about that person.
What? Just two weird, lame characters that were very similar? Yes, precisely. Fate had done its job and their eyes had met. Soon his writings revolved around her and she could draw only his faces. Typical of two people. What happened afterwards was something anyone could have foretold. He had not realized that what he called 'friendship' could no longer be bounded by that word. But she did realize. Confessions had never been her thing but she gave it her best shot. It is enough to say that he was late. His senses kicked in after she was almost half way across the globe after weeks of dead silence awaiting a reply and carefully enough, not leaving a single trail behind.
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