The Final Chapter

This is the last time!


And we decided to meet for the one last time. The last of everything. The restaurant didn’t look the same anymore. The seat which once craved to seat us was disappointed. The walls which heard our stupid conversation was staring blankly at us. We made way to “Our seat”. This time we sat on opposite chairs just to avoid anything awkward happening. So what would you like to have, he asked. Woah now you even forgot my favorite food, she replied. And then came a meek response I remember what is it, just thought you must have changed your preferences. Of course I have mitesh, but I have changed but my preferences remain the same, same food, same clothing, same person(silently). And he blushes. Waiter get rajma chawal for madam and the same for me. She smiles. He holds her hand and kisses them softly. She(Angrily) what are you doing…

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About Explicit Writers

A dreamer, believer and achiever... that's all it takes to put words down. There are no boundaries! Everyone has a story to tell, everyone has words floating around, only the explicit writers show them. This sums me up

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